"Can I please just talk to him?" A whisper laced with a desperate plea. "He's asleep." "Please. I won't wake him." There was a deep and long inhale. "Hold on." She gets out of bed, still dressed in the scrubs that she came home in earlier in the day. It's a little past 1 in … Continue reading I promise
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Over and Under
So, I had my second therapy session a couple of days ago, and let’s just say I don’t love how quickly I’ve gotten close to my therapist. We talked about my dad — how I never got a birthday call, text, or social media post from him. Does it hurt that I didn’t? Well, yes. … Continue reading Over and Under
A Letter To My Younger Self
As I close my eyes, I’m picturing a little curly-haired boy with skin the color of coffee after putting four creamers and four sugars. Smile wide with baby gaps in his teeth. Dimples deep enough that it made the top of his cheeks puff out like a balloon. I don’t know the age, but I … Continue reading A Letter To My Younger Self
Confessions of a Compulsive Liar. 