I have been finding snatches of time in the day to cry since the election. A friend called it being Trumpatized. A great term combining Trump and traumatized, the cause of the trauma and the condition it is triggering. My reaction, disbelief and grief and anger over the election, has to find little crevasses in […]
“Boys will be boys.” This primitive rationalization is reactivating long stored, sometimes barely remembered wounds in women and men. When I was a teenager, my family didn’t have much money. Mom was a single parent to three expensive kids. As a teenager, I wasn’t very forgiving nor understanding of my mother’s struggles to keep me […]
AN EXCERPT from a short story published in the anthology, Robot Hearts. (A woman performs the Heimlich Maneuver and goes out on a date with the man she saved.) This month has been hard. My clients are doing the usual two-week ramp up before the Christmas holidays. They talk about their parties, hangovers, family brouhahas, […]
I have slept with the same man for three years. Without him, I do not sleep and not sleeping is the enemy. Insomnia has been my enemy since high school. From that first sleepless night, when I laying sweating on my sheets, my teenage brain addled by the prospect of first love, and into college […]
I cried three weeks ago. It was the anniversary of my wedding to Rod and it has taken me three weeks to get up the courage to write about it. It’s been twenty years since he died and I thought it wouldn’t sadden me to write about it. But I was wrong. It is bittersweet. […]