Confessions of a Recovering Skeptic

So I actually changed this week's post to this one because my brain needed a damn break. I started getting deep into something and realized I was in no way ready to deal with it on little sleep and hormone waves. Instead I dropped deep into the recent communications I've been getting. The number of calls, messages, and texts I get every time I start posting again  should be studied. "I had no idea that was happening." (I mean don't feel bad. The entire county court and child protective services missed it too). "Girl...are you okay...that's a lot." (Uhhhhh.. That's not even that much. Stop reading for your own mental health...trust me). "That's not funny though." (Yes. It is. I promise...it took tens of thousands of dollars in therapy for it to be funny...but I promise now it's hilarious sometimes). "Oh so that's why you're like that." (You actually DON'T EVEN KNOW). "I think I should have done more for...