Mirror Mirror

How Being an Adoptee and Single Parent Shaped My Parenting Style and Relationship With My Daughter

In My Birth Mother’s Shoes

SEX. It fed my low self-esteem and proved to me I was wanted at least temporarily. I used it over and over again and when I got the boy, I chased him away before he could leave me. I lied or I cheated or I just put up walls. Beginning in middle school and ending […]

Fear, Anxiety & The Primal Wound

I wake up this morning and I feel it again, the wave of sickness lapping my gut, a slow tide rising in the depth of my belly, a heat warming my throat, stealing my breath, burning my chest a bright red. This is no serene sunrise, I crave peace and tranquility, but no, my heart […]

Harm Unintended

Acknowledging My Birth Mother’s Angst After Reading My Last Post