How to Exorcise Your Mother – Demon Be Gone
Two months since she left. One month to remember what sleeping through the night feels like. Zero regrets. Demon be gone.
Sunday Bloody Sunday
My mother tried to gaslight me about my own period over breakfast. It went downhill from there. Welcome to Guatemala!
Dirty Big Secrets – Hiding a Legacy of Mental Illness
My aunt was diagnosed with something, put in a home, and never spoken of again. My family treats mental illness like a dirty secret.
The Mother of All Resentment
Lunch with my mother brings up all kinds of resentment. Reminders that my mother is a narcissist.
Strong Enough – Not Just Lyrics to Another Song
A coworker told me she wished she was as strong as me. I spent the rest of the day wondering what she was actually seeing, because it isn't what I see when I look in the mirror.
