At Mother’s Day Dinner My Family Made A Decision For Me And The Next Morning Everything Changed

for crying, then cried harder because the anger itself was proof of everything I had not been allowed growing up. Anger was not a permitted emotion in my family if you were the sensible one. The sensible one absorbed things.

By the time I reached my condo I was hollowed out. I put the leftovers they had insisted I carry out into the trash without opening continue reading …