Uprooting and questioning the cornerstones of ones belief system is never easy or straightforward. There are so many offshoots. Everything is entangled and enmeshed. It feels overwhelming sometimes.
The Lie I Believed
Tag: comparison
Aftermath
I was 8 years old when the apartment building we were living in caught on fire.
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My Breakup with Control
...Externally, I took what she said in stride without flinching; I calmly walked away. Internally, a storm was brewing...
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Is Mom Life Forever?
"My life is my kids right now. I mean it belongs to them as much as it revolves around them. I feel I am not my own. Those quirks that used to identify me are buried down under the softening of my curves and simplicity of my daily vocabulary. Comfort and durability have become my #1 concern when I shop for new clothes..."
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One of Those Moms
When I had my first child my eyes were opened to this secret society of motherhood. While taking care of a baby came pretty instinctively to me, navigating the mom scene did not. I quickly observed that there was this mom code of decorum and I apparently never got the memo.
My B.S. (Beautiful Story) 
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