Depleted Momentum • The Art of Weaponized Truth
Everytime the phone rings lately and it’s my mother on the other end, I think back to the times when she was not a phone call away but instead all in my face and in my personal space. I do not wish those days back.
Call Me Naive One More Time
Every time a man approaches me, the older women in my life lose their minds. They call it naive. I call it unbothered. There's a difference.
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.
Palace of Delusion – The TikTok Trigger Incident
I made the mistake of laughing at something on TikTok and thinking that it would be a hoot to share it with my narcissist mother. Big mistake.
Sunday Bloody Sunday
My mother tried to gaslight me about my own period over breakfast. It went downhill from there. Welcome to Guatemala!
