I Thought I Was the Lucky One: Love Bombing, Illusion, and the Spell I Mistook for Love
A year ago I ended a relationship that I had initially believed was the love of my life. I still kind of feel that way, even though being love bombed…
My Trauma is My Gift
In sharing the ugliest parts of my experience, I exercise my gift to make others feel seen. For those who have not found the words or the safe places to share…
Step ZERO
So based on my boys’ father's recent behavior/mood, I assumed he either had managed to wrangle some female attention from someone other than his sisters or mine or found the right…
Anne Lamott – Recovery Badass
After reading and rereading Anne Lamott's most recent treasure: Dusk, Night, Dawn, I feel almost close to being able to fully and deeply breathe. Engaging with my ex, for the…