The messages of non-love which are cruelly and generously heaped upon my boys, by older members of their genetic families, require daily dispelling. The demystification…
As far back as I remember, I did not belong. Anywhere. I was different from the people to whom I am genetically linked, and regarded…
When the people you are tethered to in childhood or marriage are the same ones who kick your feet out from under you, it fucks…
Labelling the Formatting Issues as errors is part of an ongoing joke between Sweet Greg and me. As I said, we really do not get…
This morning, over breakfast, my older son(S1) asked if Greg and I ever get mad at each other. Of course, I did not offer a…
With active substance abuse and addiction, running in all directions of our family tree, we get to have many discussions on this matter. Both my…
“You can’t make me and neither can I.” I am almost finished with Gretchen Rubin’s Four Tendencies and this line really stayed with me. ???Hard truth. Discipline…
It is painful to witness my boys being expected to suffer silently or get comfortable in the presence of unkindness. Their father and I have…
I Can Not Be Counted On: To be perfect To be manipulated by fear, favoritism, or gifts To agree or even feign agreement To pretend…
Nearing the end of Ayn Rand’s The Fountainhead, I am taking note of the qualities in the characters that I find admirable and deplorable. Initially…