It’s playing on the radio in the car this afternoon. I’ve taught my kid how to do the “bah bah bah” response part with the chorus, and she cheerfully does … Continue reading Sweet Caroline.
Tag: childhood
Worth remembering.
I did something drastic for the sake of my mental health this week. I stayed home for Thanksgiving while the rest of my family went to my in-laws’ like we’ve … Continue reading Worth remembering.
Grenade.
I’ve been thinking a lot in the last week or two about how it could be possible that I came from such horrible people and didn’t turn out the same … Continue reading Grenade.
Just devastated. That’s all.
Ever have some really bad shit happen and you deal with it as best you can and you’re like, well, that’s horrible, but I need to try to put it … Continue reading Just devastated. That’s all.
It’s not my fault.
Recently, my therapist posed an easy question that I still struggle to answer, and it’s been almost two weeks since she asked it. She had the audacity to ask me…you … Continue reading It’s not my fault.
Unbecoming.
Don’t treat her that way, People told me. How could you act like this? “She’s your mother.” It’s unbecoming to cut you off, They say, Just like it was unbecoming … Continue reading Unbecoming.
Aw, shucks.
Settle in and fasten your life vests, people, because I am about to take you on quite the oceanic adventure through my daughter’s brain. Here’s some background information: my daughter … Continue reading Aw, shucks.
I am an Existential Beach.
Every so often, a weather front will blow in and there will be a whiff of ocean in the air. A salty breeze, subtle, probably unnoticeable to most people, but … Continue reading I am an Existential Beach.
Differently bad.
My mother’s birthday was this past Wednesday. I had built up a fair amount of agitation about it ahead of time, anticipating that it would be a challenging day for … Continue reading Differently bad.
Seven lies (and two truths) my father told me.
In a sense, the term “lies” seems a bit strong, as for the most part, what this list entails is pretty harmless. But sugarcoating any of it by calling them … Continue reading Seven lies (and two truths) my father told me.
Journeys in the Dark 