Trigger Me This
We’ve all been there. It’s a simple comment, question, gesture, lack of a gesture—something he does or doesn’t do, does or doesn’t say that sets you off. You didn’t see it coming. He didn’t see it coming. But before either of you know it, you’re in total freak out mode.
The Mother-Daughter Battle
I kept seeing people on the interwebs who had written letters to their teenage selves. Sounded like a solid little self-reflection exercise, so I figured I’d give it a try. I thought it would be easy (and perfect timing) considering I just took a major trip down memory lane complete with laughter, tears and a large fire while cleaning out my childhood room at my parent’s house.
Let It Burn
Let it Burn. Oh Usher… how that song has so much more meaning to me after last night. After I watched memory after memory of my past relationships curl up in flames.