Growing up, I had a television in my bedroom. I’m not sure exactly where it came from — whether it was from my parents or one of my older sisters– but it was a hand-me-down. Obsolete and tiny. Black and white. We didn’t have cable in my house growing up, so the best case scenario started out limited to four channels. » Read more
Being a Young Girl Was All About Mixed Messages
When I was a young girl, it often seemed like I was toeing a very thin invisible line, walking through the most narrow passage opening, sandwiched between two hard rock walls.
On one wall was the pressure to succeed, and on the other side, » Read more
Poly Question 1.1
Have I ever felt romantic love for more than one person at the same time?
A beam of light pierced me through the van window, and I came to, suddenly. The sun had shifted in the early morning hours, » Read more