Control
I didn’t question his intentions, because why wonder about what can only be good? Who doesn’t want to be worshiped? He only wants to be with me! He loves me!
ELECTION 2016: Most Important Issues
From several surveys and data sources, these are the biggest issues Americans are concerned about in the 2016 Election: The Economy This area is detailed below. Joblessness (has fallen) Employment (remains depressed) Economic Output (has rebounded) Household Income (has fallen) Inflation (tame, flat) Home Prices (growing, but not back to Read more
Getting Into the Flow
I know how to chase my tail, how to let my ego spin me into a tizzy. I know how to let my ego convince me that I was no good and that to survive, I needed to suppress my womanhood. I learned how to do that early. These days, Read more
The Grief I’m Not Allowed to Have
I’m lying in bed, it’s dark, and I hear my phone silently vibrating on the bedside dresser next to me. Adrenaline shoots through me as I grab it, quickly looking at the screen for a call, a text, anything to indicate a communication about my parents. It’s 3 AM and Read more
Swiss Army Knife Girl Makes a Stand
Daddy always said, don’t start fights. He said, if I hear you’ve been starting fights at school you’re going to be in big trouble, little miss. Daddy always said, don’t start fights, but if someone starts with you; he said, if someone lays hands on you – Daddy always said, Read more
Hell Hath No Fury Like My Midlife Crisis
I never did tell you the full story. I like to condense my material into bite-sized bits. You know, so that you can swallow the truth. Teeny tiny bite-sized thoughts, that sprout from some teeny tiny place. Don’t be fooled, what is bite sized can choke you. Hell yes, it Read more
I’m Not My Mother
I started writing an article about being too quick to medicate children. I often wonder about the damage done to my developing mind from all the medications given to me as a child (some prescribed for me some for my mother). I find myself questioning how much of my anxiety Read more
Exposing Social Injustice: The Wrong Way
Social Justice? How About Embarrassment? It happened one fall day several years ago when I began a new job as a classroom music teacher at an alternative private school. At the age of twenty-four, I was the youngest faculty member on staff. Due to my age perhaps, the headmaster of Read more