The Fragile Structure of Happiness
I’ve been sitting with a word that has always troubled me, a state of "being" that feels out of reach: happiness. There seems to be so little capacity out there…
Understanding the burden of carrying the blame, and the journey of reclaiming identity and self-worth.
I’ve been sitting with a word that has always troubled me, a state of "being" that feels out of reach: happiness. There seems to be so little capacity out there…
I’ve been reflecting on how, in my family—and unironically, in the family of the man I had children with—belonging was not rooted in mutual care, nuance, or individuality. It was…
Letting Go Each day, I live with the ache that I may not see my children again. We may not have another real conversation or moment of closeness. That may…
My sons learned, by design, to have zero tolerance for their mother. Ordinary acts of parenting—direction, correction, consequences, even simple questions—were rejected and reframed as manipulation or control. I once…