Category: Fear

Dreaming of me

Sometimes when I go to see my therapist we talk about something other than me or my family or my problems. I don’t know whether that’s because he’s just pleasant and interesting to talk to or because I need a break from the inside of my own head. Last week, we talked about how my older daughter wants to get… Read more →

I wanna see me be brave.

I’m back after a long silence. I managed to paint myself into a corner with this blog, and it took me a while to grow my spine back. ;o) And obviously I love to mix metaphors. Here’s what happened: I love this blog, and when I find someone online who resonates with me, I am pretty casual about revealing my real… Read more →

Being decent while insecure

A nightmare woke me up a couple of hours after I went to sleep last night. Probably had it because my husband is headed to his hometown today to visit his dad, in the hospital with a heart attack. I have a reason to feel insecure, but I’m trying not to be selfish. I don’t really know whether this is… Read more →

Breathing steam

Note: My therapist tells me that I “married my mother.” So I’ve been thinking back about some chronic clashes my mother and I had over the years to compare notes. This story was one that came to mind. I had allergies all the time when I was a kid, so my nose was often so stopped up that I had… Read more →