A blog by Katie Cruz
So a few nights ago, I made a post on a local social media site that caters to my town, suggesting we start a coalition to protect immigrants from the gestapo ICE and concentration camps. Nothing in that post advocated for the use of violence or doing anything illegal. Yet, in my redneck, backwoods, rural,
A while back, I had someone reach out to me with feelings they didn’t understand. We had a long conversation over the course of a month. Here are some excerpts of my half of the conversation. *This person opened up about their feelings.* Many of us as MAPs have gone through these same emotions, where
On May 24, 2022, nineteen children, and two adults were brutally murdered by a heavily armed gunman at Robb Elementary in Uvalde, Texas. Local law enforcement arrived within three minutes of the gunman entering the school. Hundreds of law enforcement officers responded to the shooting, yet they stood outside the classroom doing nothing for 77
Since when is it ok to harass people for experiencing grief? Even if the grief seems to be extended and unreasonable to you, it’s not to the person experiencing it. Reminiscing, and crying, over the loss of a relationship is not bragging. It’s part of the healing process. When a loved one is taken out
I need to take a break from the MAP Community. My mental health never completely recovered from the stressful events of last February and last summer. I’ve always been depressed, and anxious, but over the last few months I’ve become vengeful, chaotic, and numb. In the past month, I’ve hurt people who are close to
I’m always thinking about Lucy. Even three years after last seeing her. Yesterday, I imagined what if I seen her out at a store? What would she say? What would she do? Did her parents feed her society’s narrative that I’m a monster, and change her opinion of me? Would she avoid me. Would she
Most of us remember where we were on the day of the September 11, 2001 attacks. But do you remember the day before? The innocence and security we felt? The world changed on 9/11. The children we love will never experience the world as we did before that fateful day. I watched a video created
It’s not fair. I saw new pics of her today. She’s growing up. Without me. She’s got boobs now. Looks like her mom. So fuckin beautiful. And I just don’t understand why I can’t be in their lives. Why I can’t be in her life? It’s not fair. I’m so lost.
I’m sick. I’m in tears. I’m angry that the most innocent among us can be taken in such a heinous, and violent way. That this has become so prevalent in America. Remember their names. This link is to a Twitter thread with names and pictures of the victims. This thread will be dedicated to the
The last time we were together, Lucy karaoked “Jester” by Badflower. I just watched the music video to that song, and between the lyrics and the plot of the video, and me associating that song with Lucy, it’s so heart-wrenching.