Love, a Secondhand Emotion
I don’t remember being in love. I was thinking about it the other day, thinking about when the ex and I started dating, and I don’t remember the feeling I must have had of being in this all-consuming passion for another person.
Deep Thoughts: What If I Made It Worse?
One time when we were living in Virginia, I bought a stranger a bus ticket. I don’t know what possessed me, and to this day I wonder if I actually helped that person? You’re supposed to wonder about the small things other people do for you that you can never pay back. But what if instead we wonder about the things we do for other people that we never hear about again?
So Much to Say – Don’t Talk About It
I've been tired all week. Unusually so. I couldn't figure out why — until a phone call from La Llorona, a conversation with my BFF, and a Dave Matthews song I couldn't get out of my head told me everything I needed to know.
No Shit Sherlock Award – Emotional Damage
Scientists have finally confirmed what I've known since the early 2000s. I'd like to present the No Shit Sherlock Award for the most obvious study — and share my personal checklist of achievements unlocked.
My Own Prison
I've been held captive by the generational trauma of my mother. I wish it hadn't taken me so long to figure out just how deep in this prison I had been kept.
