Cassie Jean WellsOYM: For FeliseInside most women I know, are about 100 women carrying torches, grasping hands, and pulling up and forward. It’s a fire. It’s a collective…Mar 5, 2021Mar 5, 2021
Cassie Jean WellsOYM: My Parenting Is TrashIt’s a gentle give and take, a push and pull, and in my case, a threat and a cuddle.Mar 5, 2021Mar 5, 2021
Cassie Jean WellsMeet My DepressionI'm just a skin today, draped over a dusty, wooden, nearly petrified frame. I sag and slump in places that I can no longer suck in, stick…Sep 10, 2020Sep 10, 2020
Cassie Jean WellsOYM Day 100: Have We Met?Hello, day 100. I wasn’t sure we’d have the pleasure of meeting.Aug 29, 20201Aug 29, 20201
Cassie Jean WellsOYM Day 99: Saying GoodbyeSometimes I wonder if there’s anyone out there that’s never had a hard goodbye. No sobbing in the airport security line. No slamming the…Aug 29, 20201Aug 29, 20201
Cassie Jean WellsOYM Day 98: Things I NeedI want a bag filled with $5,000 and documents. I want a car hidden in a storage facility on the other side of town. I want a new passport…Aug 22, 20201Aug 22, 20201
Cassie Jean WellsOYM Day 97: The Pink HouseSometimes, in my dreams, I visit the pink house. I enter through the garage most times and into the kitchen, the smell of linoleum and…Aug 21, 2020Aug 21, 2020
Cassie Jean WellsOYM Day 96: SlidingDoes it ever happen to you? You’re driving to the grocery store or moving like a crane, back and forth, from the dishwasher to the…Aug 20, 20201Aug 20, 20201
Cassie Jean WellsOYM Day 95: I Am A Good MotherI’ve been avoiding writing about motherhood, mostly because I don’t think people can relate to it, which is completely untrue. Being a…Aug 18, 20203Aug 18, 20203