When Bad Shit Happens to Good People

If you’re a regular reader, you may have noticed this typically bright, shiny, sparkly and pussy filled blog has been dark for almost four weeks. And, there’s been quite a big reason for my need to crawl in a hole the size of the Grand Canyon and wallow like a beached whale on my leopard couch with my favorite fur ball Ted for the past 30 days.

Pretty much sums up my last 730 hours.

Pretty much sums up my last 730 hours.

One month ago today, I spent a sunny afternoon in an ER being examined for a violation that no one should ever experience. There’s an open investigation, so no specific details to share but it has been a life altering event that will forever change me whether I like it or not. The immediate aftermath bubbled up feelings of shame, embarrassment, disgust, disbelief and just now, I think the shock is starting to wear off.

The thing is, in the weeks, days, hours and minutes when I felt this ordeal sinking my personal ship to the depths of the Bermuda Triangle, I’ve had a paramount support system through family, friends, fur balls and fellow blogging buddies via visits, phone calls, texts, emails and old fashioned letters.

When bad shit happens to good people, folks know how to rally.

Who love me?

Who loves me?

I’m beyond lucky to have peeps that have my back – the kind of humans who give you hope when life is heavy.

The kind of dad who has to leave work early to take his grown kid to the ER and hear the things no father should have to hear on what should have been a typical Friday.

My constant hero, Dada CBXB, remained a rock solid foundation.

My constant hero, Dada CBXB, remaining a rock solid foundation.

The kind of sister who flies down from Iowa within 24 hours, leaving her three year old twins (in the fabulous care of their father) to hold my hand and help my heart.

Through thick and thin.

Through thick and thin.

The kind of mom who comes in for a week and does almost everything except wipe my ass because I don’t know how to function (except for petting Teddy, of course – that comes naturally).

A mom's love.

A mom’s love.

The kind of friends who can make any traumatic situation feel just a bit lighter.


Laugh factory.

The kind of friends who stay up late on school nights to comfort you.

I heart you guys.

I heart you guys.

The kind of friend who reminds you that you are, in fact, a fabulous person – but you still need to wash your hair.

Telling it like it is.

Telling it like it is.

The kind of friend who secures your mini manse surroundings.

Safety first.

Safety first.

The kind of friends who rearrange their family lives to spend time with you.

Moms rule!

Moms rule!

The kind of friends who can make you smile within seconds just because they know you’re sad.

Giggles galore.

Giggles galore.

The kind of friend who comes to slumber party because it’s too hard to be alone.


Sleeping bag bound.

The kind of friend who flies to your rescue without even being asked.

BFF for reals.

BFF for reals.

The kind of friend who packs your favorite, unattainable-in-Nashville dip in his luggage to comfort feed you.

My favorite combo.

My favorite combo.

Like, seriously.

Like, seriously.

The kind of niece and nephew who can instantly console you with their hugs, even if they’re states away.

Smiles for miles.

Smiles for miles.

Princess B hug.

Princess B’s open arms.

Prince B's open arms.

Prince B’s huge hug.

The kind of fur balls who know just when to maul you.

The kind of fur ball who never leaves your side for a second – no matter what you’re doing.

Bubbles with my fave chug.

Bubbles with my fave chug.

The kind of fur ball who further reminds you why he’s your best friend and constant life companion, giving you just what you need, when you need it.

Not for a second.

The best medicine.

The kind of people in your life who worry when you appear to be growing dreads.

Sexy and I know it.

Sexy and I know it.

The kind of people who demand you shower to remove said growing dreads.

Pretty products.

Pretty products to take out the stink.

The kind of people who check in daily, wondering where the in fuck your make-up, your sparkle and your happy has gone.

Help wanted.

Help wanted.

The kind of people who will do just about anything to help you start feeling a little bit like yourself again.

There's hope yet.

Hope floats with half assed jazz hands.

Thank you to all of those people.ย  If you’re reading this, you’re one of them. And I love you.






65 thoughts on “When Bad Shit Happens to Good People

  1. Sorry to hear you’ve not been well cupcake, hoping you’re on the mend now x

  2. Nancy says:

    Megan, You said it all, so well! I think about you so much. I hate being states away. I knew you would rally back. You will be stronger and more fierce than ever. I hate life altering, but I don’t like change and change happens! It takes time, the most precious commodity of all! Love those twins hugs…those two are cutie pies. I am here if you want me. Happy to know you are begining to rally. Get your fierce on, but be gentle with yourself. I love you forever. HUGS..HUGS…HUGS!!!

  3. John says:

    Not set what to say except be strong. Your friends there are beyond price. โค๏ธ

  4. Fistbump, girl! You have shitloads of friends and family by your side because you rock tits. I also love you in a weird but not too creepy, but probably a little creepy blogger way. Keep your chin up and remember that you’re the queen of you and nobody can dethrone you. Also, do wash yourself, please. Don’t be nasty.

    • Fistbump back at ya DOAT! I get how you love me because that’s how I love you too. I’m stealing your ‘queen of you’ phrase – I fucking love it and it’s so true! I’m just kinda nasty today. Showered yesterday but can’t remember last time I washed hair…baby steps!

  5. Tracy says:

    BIG Texas hugs to you – stay strong and sassy!

  6. KittNoir says:

    Sending cat lady kisses & hugs from across the seas. Deep breaths and keep reminding yourself you are awesome, wonderful and strong ๐Ÿ’ช You got this Lovely Lady ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ’•

  7. Richard Leverone says:


  8. Gary Lum says:

    Thinking of you all the way across the big pond. It’s great that you family and friends who rally around so quickly and effectively to surround you in their love and care. Take care.

  9. Courtney says:

    I’m glad to hear you’re on the mend. I certainly do miss your sparkly Ted filled blog. So happy to see that your support system has helped pick you up, and I look forward to more of your posts in the future! ๐Ÿ™‚

  10. JMC813 says:

    I am so sorry to hear this CBXB. It really sucks that it takes shitty things happening to really good people to remind us how truly lucky we are to have the family, friends, and supporters that we DO have in our corner. You have an AWESOME army of fellow warriors to help you rally up and get your ferocity back in high gear. Take all the time you need to fire up those engines and get those Jazz Hands back at 100%. Be well and let your family, friends, and furries provide the light until the days get brighter on their own. Sending you all my good vibes friend.

    • Good vibes received and will be put to very good use! I appreciate your encouragement and you’re right, shitty things tend to remind us how truly lucky we are with who is in our corner. Thanks for being one of my warriors! XO

  11. 1EarthUnited says:

    Thank goodness for Tedster & friends. Sounds like u’r feeling better already, take care.

  12. Sorry to read about your shitty month, but in awe of your resilience and support network! Hang in there

  13. So sorry to hear something so bad has happened to you. Hope you are feeling better. Stay strong. You have great people around you who care.

  14. Love you SO much, you are amazing, and can’t wait til you’re able to come for a kick ass SoCal visit!

  15. […] did I ever think I’d get the reaction I did upon sharing my experience of bad shit happening to a good person last week. Seldom am I left speechless but I can’t think of words powerful enough to convey […]

  16. I’m pulling for you and I’m always here for you. You’ll get through it and we will help. You’re a brave badass.

  17. Penny says:

    You are loved my dear…. … when you are around – just makes me smile from the inside out. You got this girl… NO FUCKING one will steal your sparkle – don’t all them that control!!!

  18. sooooo..did that little lout ted give you the grunge..hang in there sparky..and dt said he missed you at reds..best to my favorite cat lady..lilly

  19. curvyroads says:

    Oh My God…I haven’t been around much the last year, either reading or writing, and I happen on this one. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

    I am so sorry about what you have had to go through, and so happy that you have such awesome family and peeps to hug you and help you get back to sparkling. Bad shit does indeed happen to good people, and if we don’t get back our groove (eventually) then the bad guys win. And we can’t have that!!!

    Hugs from an old blog friend, Lynne

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  22. SighOhJessica says:

    Best of luck as you get back to being yourself, even if that self is now a bit different but still incredible incredible.
    I’m a little envious of all the love in your life after that list ๐Ÿ˜›
    Many warm thoughts from my neck of the woods xxx

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  24. SerachShiro says:

    Hi lovely Meg, hope on this time your state will be much better and I’m deeply agree with you that family and friends are the most important thing, they are your base of your inner-self and love them like they love you ! ๐Ÿ™‚

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  30. markbialczak says:

    So sorry, my friend. I’m here so late. But I’m here. You hang in there and get better from this violation, CBXB. Damn the idiot.

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    I’m so sorry that I haven’t been more up to date with you. Reading between the lines, I can only imagine what happened. I am glad to hear you have a strong support system, never stop reaching out.

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