Proudly serving unpolished working motherhood, with bipolar depression & hilarity on the side
“It sounds like you’re saying you want to talk to one of those people,” my mom said slowly, across my teenage bedroom. I sat unevenly on the twin bed, eyeing the pictures of me and my friends taped around the dresser mirror and my CDs stacked up in uneven towers everywhere. I had corralled her […]
Being a kid is both comforting and maddening because it’s all so pre-plotted for you. Milestone to milestone, grade to grade, many of us are more or less traveling the same path as everyone we know, shepherded by grown-ups. The twenties? Mon Dieu! You’re Audrey in Breakfast at Tiffany’s! Actually, hopefully, you’re not, but you […]