Kindness does not include being a free therapist for everyone you meet.
There are these moments, Reader, ones so far from what happened that I almost forget my own history. And then BAM! A word, an action, some split-second returns me, reeling, … Continue reading A Thousand Tiny Nameless Things
To my little sisters
“I’m baffled because I’ve never met someone so full of life, and you’re telling me that you want to die?” He asked. I nodded, “yes”. I don’t know how to … Continue reading The Happiest Girl in the World
Séances are used to make contact with the dead. I’m not using it in the literal sense so much as I am applying it to our past selves. We’re so … Continue reading A Séance for Past Selves and Mistakes
On being myself before I am anyone else’s or anything else.
The holidays are almost upon us. Cards by the dozen will flood mailboxes. Festive invites to Friendsgivings and Christmas parties. I cherish the closeness. But I’m also single as hell, … Continue reading To be a third wheel