There once was a girl who thought she was the problem. She let herself be manipulated into thinking that it was all her fault. What happened replayed in her mind over and over again until the memory twisted and she couldn't even remember if it was truth or just her imagination given how horrible it …
The Numbers Game
The number went down again and my stomach sank with it. I took a deep breath, grabbed my purse, and walked out to begin my commute to work. I stared at the elevator button, deliberately trying to shut my brain off and focus on the music streaming through my headphones instead. But it wasn't loud …
Meditations in an Emergency and Then Some
"I’ve got to get out of here. I choose a piece of shawl and my dirtiest suntans. I’ll be back, I'll re-emerge, defeated, from the valley; you don’t want me to go where you go, so I go where you don’t want me to. It’s only afternoon, there’s a lot ahead. There won’t be any …
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