There is nothing lost on her singing wind who leaps from whispers to wails, she’s got nothing to lose Do not hold me too closely she says mood swings–she promises … Continue reading Anxiety
Parenting is skinning your knees a thousand times a day. Before it even stops throbbing the wound is ripped open again, ragged flesh meeting unforgiving pavement. It’s not a superficial … Continue reading Kindergarden: Mothering and Letting Go
When I had just fallen over the edge of 15, a therapist with a mustache to rival The Kentucky Colonel sat me down in his office and diagnosed me with ADHD and unspecified depressive disorder.