Grab Your Emotional Baggage – It’s Time for a Guilt Trip!
My son asked why I don't cook at home anymore. I had three hypotheses: post-divorce rebellion, depression, or all of the above. Pack your emotional baggage it's time for a guilt trip. Let's go!
Be Still My Traitorous Heart
A classmate walked into my office and my brain stopped functioning entirely. I'm a grown ass woman. He's just a dude. My limbic system apparently did not get the memo.
Enjoy the Silence
Some people do not know how to enjoy companionable silence, and therefore feel that every moment should be filled with noise, or in this case, talking. I never appreciated the relative silence of my commute until today.
Your Negativity is Showing
I told my brother I was open to moving if a better job came up. He immediately listed all the reasons it wouldn't work. I encourage all his ideas without judgment. The feeling is not mutual.
For Once Let Me Lose Myself
I walked out of my marriage but I'm still trapped inside it. I found a man exactly like my father. One day I will be free.
