[Please note that I wrote a follow-up post to this one: For the record, I think slut shaming is bad.]
I was raised in a house where work ethic was lauded as the highest virtue. My father was away for weeks at a time on work trips. When he was in town, » Read more
Funerals Don’t Come with Trigger Warnings
I’m sitting up as straight as I can on the pew while my mother sobs on my left. Skyspook is on my right, his hands folded in his lap.
We’re sitting in the front row. My grandmother sits on the other side of my mother. All 5′ » Read more