The Hazards of Doom-Scrolling
My doom-scroll trip ended nowhere but in misery. Come along for the ride down trauma memory lane.
Sky-High Adventures in Social Distancing
Dropping my sons at DFW during COVID. The airport was a ghost town. The ex texted me an hour after the boys already had — clearly expecting to start a fight. Didn't work.
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.
Celebrating the Divorce
Sometimes you just wanna forget. But it's important to remember why I got divorced and celebrate the reasons it happened in the first place.
You Don’t Get To String Me Along
Is the ex trying to string me along? He is making confusing statements and promises that reek of lies and manipulations. Song lyrics help.
