You Had One Job – 5 Mistakes My Brother Made After My Divorce
I drove 1400 miles to my brother's apartment after the divorce because I thought he was safe. He was not a safe space. Thirteen years later, here's the full accounting.
My Narcissist Mother Vs Army Of Me
My Narcissist Mother strikes again. Once more I rally the Army of Me.
I Will Not Dumb Myself Down
On refusing to let anyone - my mother, the ex, anyone - treat me like I don't know my own mind. A zero-tolerance policy.
Stepped Over the Line – Disrespecting My Boundaries
I texted my brother to say I wasn't coming to work. That should have been the end of it. It was not the end of it.
I Am Not the Favorite Child
My mother washes the mug I was using and hands it straight to my brother mid-sip, and no, I am not overreacting about a cup.
