Like Dreamers Do

It's been 11 days since I shared my story and I can definitely say it was so therapeutic to write things out. If you missed it- here is my blog post about sexual assault on a date my freshman year of college. I heard his name again today. I flinched but I didn't have a panic attack. I haven't had a panic attack in the past week. And I already feel so much better. Healing takes time, but every day it gets easier and easier. I didn't think sharing would make me feel stronger, but somehow it did. Somehow I feel lighter and like I am not carrying around this huge burden on my own. I guess in some ways it feels like I have lightened the load by having such a huge support system who have my back. Community is amazing in that way. I remember feeling so alone with my thoughts and struggles and now I feel empowered and freed by others who (unfortunately) have had similar experiences and can understand how I feel. It's made me want to open up more in general. I tend to on

This 'conversation' is really a one-way conversation since I have no idea how this person may respond. He could respond in a multitude of ways. And since I do not currently plan to approach him, this is my way of letting it out and trying to deal with the pain. Trigger Warning: This is about sexual assault. I do not go into a TON of details, but I wanted to put a warning here. Me: I'm not sure if you remember me. My name is Megan Lewallen but my maiden name is Megan Scott. We went to school together at UAH and went out on a date once my freshman year (maybe Fall 2007?). Anyways, I felt I needed to tell you how that date made me feel. I know it has been well over 10 years now, but it still impacts me. I don't remember a ton of specific details from that night. I can't remember what I was wearing, what type of car you were driving, or even where we went. What I do remember is being at one of your friend's houses, alone in a room together, on a bean bag chair of

[Below this text are many images from our breastfeeding journey. :) Yes, there are boobies in these pictures, so if you are offended by seeing boobies used for their intended purpose then maybe click away and don't view the below images.] Today is the first day of World Breastfeeding Week 2019 and it has led me to reflect back on my breastfeeding journey. It was honestly so difficult in the beginning. So much so that I wanted to quit. And I am NOT a quitter. I was in pain and completely at a loss of how to fix it. I went to multiple appointments with lactation consultants, nursing support groups, and watched countless videos on getting a better and deeper latch. One of my lactation consultants analyzed Nora's mouth and determined that she might have a posterior tongue tie. She couldn't officially diagnose her, but it made perfect sense to me. She wasn't transferring milk quickly, she would make clicking sounds sometimes, and nursing was so very painful. I was alre