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Kobieta na Instagramie chętnie dzieli się swoim życiem i nie ukrywa, że bycie matką nie należy do łatwych zadań. Blogerka przyznała się, że na co dzień zmaga się z problemami psychicznymi. Mówi, że jest szczęśliwsza, dzięki temu, że może być szczera. Nie ukrywa, że ma rozstępy, pryszcze. Często pokazuje swoje zdjęcia bez makijażu. Teraz 25-letnia matka dójki dzieci wywołała burzę w sieci. Caitlin Fladager przyznała, że codziennie pali marihuanę i to ona czyni ją lepszą matką. "Tak jestem matką dwójki dzieci. Tak palę zioło codziennie. To zabawne, jak ludzie postrzegają palenie marihuany. Nikt nie patrzy się krzywo, gdy kobieta mówi, że pije lampkę wina, gdy jej dzieci śpią. Ale gdy mama mówi, że pali trawkę, to jest wielki szok" - pisze na Instagramie 25-latka. "Marihuana bardzo mi pomogła w byciu mamą. Nigdy nie byłam tak cierpliwa do swoich dzieci. Zioło sprawia, że lepiej śpię, budzę się wypoczęta i ze świeżym umysłem" - dodaje.
Wyświetl ten post na Instagramie.Yes, I have two kids. Yes, I smoke weed daily. It’s so funny to my how frowned upon marijuana is. No one looks twice when a mom says she enjoys “mom juice” aka wine, after her kids are in bed. But when a mom says she smokes weed, it’s a huge shock. I talk about this to bring awareness. I feel as not enough people talk about this. Marijuana has helped me so much, especially when it comes to being a mom. I have never been the most patient with my two kids. Weed makes me a better mom, as I get a good night sleep after I smoke. I wake up well rested, and with a more clear mind. It’s okay to smoke weed after your kids go to bed. It’s okay to smoke it to help with anxiety. Mine has been SO much better since I started smoking. It’s okay to smoke it to gain weight. I’ve always been dangerously underweight. Now, I am at the healthiest weight I have ever been in my life. It’s okay to smoke it, to help you get off medication. I was able to completely stop my anti depressants because smoking helped me so much. It’s okay to smoke instead of drink. I used to have a problem with drinking, and my behaviour that came along with that. Weed has helped me to stop drinking so much, and to be honest, I much prefer smoking over drinking. Marijuana is my glass of wine. It’s my can of beer. It’s my relaxation time. You can still be a kick ass mom, and smoke weed. Post udostępniony przez Caitlin Fladager (@caitlinfladager)
Wyświetl ten post na Instagramie.This is the face of anxiety. The bloody, scratched up face. If you think this is bad, you should see my scalp. Growing up with severe anxiety, was many things. And I’ve talked openly about my struggles with it. But one thing I’ve never showed, is how bad it really can look. Yes, anxiety can be hidden, and you may not be able to tell a person is suffering. But other times, like this, it shows it’s ugly head. All over my face. Anxiety makes me do things I don’t recognize. I pick my skin until it bleeds, I second guess if anyone actually wants to be around me, I constantly want to apologize about everything. It’s a forever battle in my mind, of caring too much, all of the damn time. For years, I would do things to ease my anxiety. I would try drinking, I would try medication, I would try meditating, basically anything that was shown to help improve anxiety. And while I have gotten significantly better at dealing with it, I still have my days. Anxiety for me, stems from a fear of not being able to escape spaces. I always need a way out, whether it be a room, or a plane. And if I don’t have a way out, I panic. I feel sick to my stomach, I run out of breathe, I cry even, and I pick my skin. This is the aftermath of yesterday, from me riding on a sky train. It was too tight, too cramped, and just too damn scary for me. I couldn’t get out, and that was the scariest thought to me. Anxiety can look like many different things, and many different faces. For me, it’s a bloody, scratched up face. It’s not easy to show this, but it’s real. This is me, the day after an anxiety attack. This is what it can look like. It’s not pretty, but it’s the truth. Post udostępniony przez Caitlin Fladager (@caitlinfladager)
Wyświetl ten post na Instagramie.It’s okay, momma. It’s okay to lock yourself in the bathroom and cry on the floor, when it’s all just too much. It’s okay to go for a walk when you feel yourself getting too worked up. It’s okay when the little things overwhelm you, and you feel yourself wanting to scream, but you have nothing left. It’s okay to look at your kids and remember the carefree life you had before, and miss it. It’s okay turn the TV on and let it babysit your kids while you take a hot shower, to escape just for a little bit. It’s okay to cry in the car on the way to take your kids to school. When the stress of it all catches up to you. Momma, it’s okay. Breathe. Let it out. Cry if you need to. You don’t need to be strong forever. You carry the weight of your family’s world on your shoulders. It’s okay to admit sometimes it’s just too much for one person. It’s okay to let it out, momma. It’s okay. Post udostępniony przez Caitlin Fladager (@caitlinfladager)