Heather Oman
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Heather Oman
@heathero.bsky.social
We are finishing up a story at TSOS about immigration from the southern border. It’s the most disheartening thing. Every anti-immigration wank should take time to read these stories.
October 15, 2023 at 9:18 PM
I have worked with a lot of them and they are all so rad that I briefly considered becoming one. Glad you got a good one!
October 15, 2023 at 6:28 PM
Who is making 9/11 jokes? Just today I said that a class starts on 9/11 and my friend took a breath in and said, “That’s still so hard to say, isn’t it.”
August 12, 2023 at 4:16 AM
You know how they say in medicine look for horses, not zebras? Time to get a zebra tattooed on your butt.
August 12, 2023 at 4:14 AM
Watching a show where an insurance company drops dead sounds incredibly healing right now.
August 5, 2023 at 4:54 PM
I’m glad the violinist’s hand got better. But a God who will heal a small burn who will not heal the suffering of children is not a God I can believe in. Or pray to. Or make covenants with. It’s just not.
July 30, 2023 at 8:55 PM
I refuse to believe that God will withhold blessings until our names are in 45 temples instead of 42. Seriously, that’s like, “how do we please you, oh Zeus” level garbage.
And I refuse to believe God’s plan is to see my daughter keening on the bathroom floor in pain for weeks on end.
July 30, 2023 at 8:52 PM
I refuse to believe that God heals a violinist’s hand because she is more righteous or faithful or more deserving than my daughter who has suffered for 4 years with Crohn’s, and who will likely someday also need a kidney transplant because she inherited my disease, an insidious but quiet enemy.
July 30, 2023 at 8:50 PM
My faith in the LDS church has waxed and waned over my lifetime, but I have never doubted God. But these sentiments, that if God does not heal us in our pain it is because we are faithless, not worthy, or suffering because that’s part of his plan, that makes my faith turn to dust.
July 30, 2023 at 8:47 PM
But we haven’t seen miracles. We are not healed.

I know if I said this to my former friend, she would tell me it’s because I lack faith. If I had her faith, I would see miracles.

Or I am not praying hard enough. If I prayed earnestly, I would get what I want.

Or, the worst: Pain=God’s plan
July 30, 2023 at 8:45 PM
We have seen some awesome things. The people in our lives, friends and family, have rallied and supported us in phenomenal ways. We have access to the best doctors. We are lucky to have excellent health insurance through my husband’s job income sufficient to cover out of pocket expenses.
July 30, 2023 at 8:43 PM
I have prayed for miracles. I have poured out my heart to the Lord for help. I have sought out my God to heal me, to heal my daughter, to bless us. Our names have been in probably almost every temple. And yet, we are not healed.
July 30, 2023 at 8:41 PM
I have a good life. A great life, even. I am very lucky. The hard things about my life revolve around medical issues. We have a lot of them in our family. They are chronic, and they are hard. And they have interfered with and impacted my life on every single level.
July 30, 2023 at 8:39 PM
It was a hallelujah moment for her. A time to rejoice in her God who healed her. She got like a bazillion comments with the same refrains: God is good. God is a god of miracles. God heals the faithful.

I read that post and raged.
July 30, 2023 at 8:37 PM
She had a performance that day and panicked, knowing it would be hard to okay her violin with a burn. She this poured out her heart to the Lord, praying for a miracle, being as specific as she could about what she needed. Within minutes, the pain stopped. By end of dat. All traces of the burn—gone.
July 30, 2023 at 8:35 PM
It’s the worst. I’m so sorry about your diagnosis. Getting life changing medical news feels like falling down a well and being like “hey I can’t eat or sleep or cook or clean because I am FALLING DOWN A WELL” and then having to do those things anyway while you are falling down a well. Like wtf.
July 30, 2023 at 8:29 PM
It’s wild to read accounts of what parents feared about diseases for their kids and what they did to get their kids vaxxed back in the day and to know that some parents now just… don’t.
July 30, 2023 at 8:18 PM
Once, I opened the door in the middle of the night to see our lab. Nate had let him out at midnight to an unsecured yard, forgot about him, and we went to bed. He was clearly happy and had had a great night 🤣. But yes, I was hugely relieved nothing had happened to him.
July 30, 2023 at 8:16 PM
I always thought of it like men always want boob pics so they think women want to see their dicks. Men are impressed by big boobs, so we must be impressed by big dicks. Like it’s a treat for women, and also to express how very manly and virile they are. The power angle though—yeah I hate that too.
July 30, 2023 at 8:12 PM
My son used to call that the “leg pit”. It makes a lot of sense. We should add these words to the greater vocabulary immediately.
July 27, 2023 at 3:39 PM
It’s not linear. Grief is cyclical.
July 24, 2023 at 10:18 PM