Just The Way We Are
It’s just a word. Just one, small, single syllable word. And yet this word destroyed me at age 4, again at 11 and more times than I can recall in my 20′s. And here I sit in my 30′s, torn and bleeding around the wound the word insists on opening in me over and [...]
I hurt. Everywhere. Even worse? I’m always sick. My doctor and I are on a first name, text one another on the weekend basis. And while she totally is my hero, I would love to never make the hour drive to her office again. But I will. Repeatedly. And I’ll focus on the fact that [...]
“Aunt Heather, do you hate him?” It was my 11-year-old nephew asking the question about my ex-husband. I chose my answer carefully. “Sometimes,” I replied, wanting to be honest without providing too much information to a child trying to reconcile his Christian upbringing with his favorite aunt being a divorcee. “He would say mean things [...]
Ever have those days when you look into the mirror and are filled with loathing? When all you see is every flaw highlighted and screaming at you that you’re not good enough? That used to be my daily truth. I would look at my reflection and drown in the desire to be something, someone else. [...]
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