I would never dare be as honest with strangers in person as I am when I write. Maybe a piece of me feels like when I write, it’s really just to myself or for myself, maybe a handful of people. It’s one of the only times I feel I can be truly honest. When I […]
Parenting Advice is Shallow
I’ve never been more aware or more shame-filled of how drastically imperfect I am. My flaws and quirks and and downsides are so highlighted as a Mom. At the same time, though, I see more good in myself than ever. More potential for change, more kindness and patience than I knew I held. Mom is […]
The Plural of Thief is Thieves
I understand how to write very well. I know that if you go 3-4 (that should be three to four) sentences with a different word starting each sentence, it makes for stronger writing. I know that and yet here we are, using “I” three sentences in a row. You shouldn’t address “you” as it is […]
But What Will They Think?
I worry too much, about everything. The past, the future, what people think. But that’s funny to me, a little ironic even, because there was a time in my life when I couldn’t care less what people thought. Not only did I not care what they thought; I didn’t care if what I did hurt […]
How The Light Gets In
An open letter to my daughters: For years I’ve gone back and forth about what pieces of me I want to share with you. I’ve started blogs and deleted them. I’ve backspaced more than I’ve typed. I even asked my therapist.. is the fact that I’ve seen a therapist something that I share? It should […]