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Anna Sweat
Jan 17, 20185 min read
A Pain Too Real
There are some things so painful they should kill you, but they don't. Childbirth is like that, if you skip all the fancy pain blockers...
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Anna Sweat
Jan 4, 20184 min read
Being the Other Woman
When I lost my daughter, I lost myself. I can recall the exact moment of what I call "the split". It was in the second after I turned her...
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Anna Sweat
Dec 20, 20173 min read
A Mother's Shame
Sometimes, I wish I could just disappear. That I could curl up into a tight little ball, crawl to the center of the gaping hole in my...
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Anna Sweat
Nov 29, 20174 min read
The End of Days
When you lose a child, you fall out of time. You can no longer tell the difference between five minutes and five hours, or between one...
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Anna Sweat
Nov 15, 20174 min read
Crow Speak
There is a crow that sits in my throat. Her name is sorrow. Her name is death. Her chest is hollow but her beak is full. If I close my...
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Anna Sweat
Nov 7, 20173 min read
The Measure Withheld
Grief does not follow the laws of physics. Our hearts are not bound by the same laws as the rest of the natural world. Logic is useless...
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Anna Sweat
Oct 29, 20176 min read
Aftermath
Three months ago my life imploded. Losing a child is like a bomb going off. Everything, and I mean everything, is completely, mercilessly...
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Anna Sweat
Oct 3, 20172 min read
It's Enough
It's enough that I miss her every single moment of every single day, that I live with a hundred different versions of her face flashing...
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