A Letter To Me, On The Anniversary Of My Depression Diagnosis
Dear Kim, I don’t know why I’ve never written to you before. Maybe it is because what’s done is done.
Read moreDear Kim, I don’t know why I’ve never written to you before. Maybe it is because what’s done is done.
Read moreFrom 12 to 18, my mom and I had a tumultuous relationship. In her defense, I was a total brat
Read moreLast weekend, my husband and I went out to lunch. Well, my husband, myself, AND our two-year-old daughter. It wasn’t a birthday
Read moreLast week, it rained. It wasn’t a big storm, and it didn’t last long, but it was just enough: enough
Read more“No, Mom; go ‘way!” Her words cut me. I was sure she didn’t mean them; she is two-years-old and her
Read moreOh, mama: I hear you now. You are berating yourself. Questioning yourself. Criticizing yourself. You are saying those words: I
Read moreAt 2:30 this morning I woke up angry. In fact, I was well beyond angry: I was livid. I was
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