I wanted to associate myself with what he loved, in order to be closer to him
The problem with the young Irish author was how her writing remained deeply uncynical about love
It’s best for a writer to learn how to write under any conditions. Train travel forced me to adapt
By trying to control her eating, I had broken trust with my child who wasn’t yet three months old
“Dream big,” they tell us. “The sky’s the limit.” We are lied to.
There’s something sweetly sad about how I remember my scores from 25 years ago, evidence of a worth I still struggle to internalize
I had to face that my broken relationship with eating ultimately mirrored a broken relationship with myself
She moved through her days as though he was background in her story
I want to believe she wasn’t being cruel, but on some level, she felt this kind of hatred was trivial or acceptable
I felt hunted by him, but legally, his routine was treated as a hobby, like birdwatching
Expansion doesn’t have to be sure or aware of itself
I only wanted to be asked how I felt, how I wanted to approach my treatment
Thank You!