June 19, 2011

Nothing like the glaring light of social media to make you see yourself differently. Especially at 11:30 at night. When I first saw my friend’s status update on Facebook, my heart froze in my chest. Immediately I knew it was about me and I knew it wasn’t good. Fear, anger, sadness, and defensiveness all shot through me like electricity as tears sprung to my eyes. But as the feelings settled I was left with just one: disappointment, in myself. People say negative things about me on a fairly regular basis but most of the time I can dismiss them without [...]
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June 16, 2011

That’s me sitting on my dad’s lap right in the middle! Ah, the ’80′s. You can’t tell but I have my Rainbow Brite shirt on. In the parking lot of the hospital where I was born, he dropped me while carrying me to the car to bring me home for the first time. I reciprocated months later by sitting on his face with a soaked diaper while he was napping. (And that was back when cloth diapers were the norm.) In preschool he caught fireflies in a bottle for me. I serenaded him with my “movie star voice” and told [...]
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