The risky act of being known by someone who could misread you.
The other night, my older son was distraught by a situation at school and was spiraling into despair by obsessing on the unfairness and the reason/ question of WHY? Only…
I was an inconvenient child. There was no tolerance or support for this, only resentment. I learned resentment at an early age. Unlearning is taking time. As mother to a highly sensitive…
Step 8: Made a list of all persons we had harmed, and became willing to make amends to them all.Step 9: Made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to…
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 by them, in ways which…