Mother of Girls

I’m a mother of girls. My makeup doesn’t belong to me. It is communal property. Ditto my shoes […]

I Know Your Pain

I know your pain. I know how much your soul hurts. Heartbreaks are not easy to overcome. They […]

Dear Past Versions of Me

It’s a little awkward meeting you like this. We’ve been together literally all of life, but yet we […]

The Invisible Scar

There’s no make-up to hide the bruises he left on your self-esteem. You’re not even sure if they […]

Dear Green Salad…

There’s no point in pretending that we have anything in common. I don’t particularly like you. Never have. […]

Dear Secret Admirer…

When you look at my life through your eyes, all you probably see is perfection and it humbles […]