I Am A Worthless Loser & Other Lies I Believe

Invisible tears stung my eyelids; a hot dull knot clenched in my belly. How come I always say the wrong thing? How could I forget something so important? Why did I do that?  I wish I were more like her.  How many ways can I put myself down?

Learning from My Mistakes

I have never done something so terrible, never made such a horrible mistake, if it could even be called a mistake.  I stood, my feet glued to the floor and perfectly still other than the shaking which defined who I was in the months after my husband left, and I watched in open-mouthed horror at …

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