Sunday Bloody Sunday
My mother tried to gaslight me about my own period over breakfast. It went downhill from there. Welcome to Guatemala!
Why All the Questions? Pretending It’s Not Paranoia
Are the annoying questions I am subjected to by my mother the beginning stages of mental illness or just her paranoia? Either way, not good.
Unconscious Bias the Job Killer
My saga of work life with a horrible boss continues under the toxic cloud of unconscious bias.
The Hazards of Doom-Scrolling
My doom-scroll trip ended nowhere but in misery. Come along for the ride down trauma memory lane. Therapy is expensive.
Fall Out Girl – Up and At Them
My friend piled on a female manager using gossip from the same people he can't stand. I defended her. I don't regret what I said — just the venue.
