When You Show Me Who You Really Are

When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.* I hate this feeling. A car has blindsided me. Sidled up and crashed into me, shaking me awake. Okay, in reality, I’m steering safely through an intersection, blinkers blinking, windshield wipers wiping. But it feels like I’ve been blindsided. Not bumped by a tailgater. Not rammed into the car in front of me. … Continue reading When You Show Me Who You Really Are

Changing What I Don’t Like About Myself

She’s got a coffee in hand so obviously she wants to stay longer but her car keys are also in her hand so maybe I should wrap up this conversation and set her free except if she wants to keep talking and stay in this conversation, then I’m up for that too except now she’s glanced over my shoulder and yep, she wants out. I’m … Continue reading Changing What I Don’t Like About Myself