Weekly Tea Time for My Soul – 12/31/16

A quick, non-related request to anyone out there before the regularly scheduled programming… This morning, I got a message from one of my best friends saying his dad called this morning and his mother was cold and unresponsive in bed… I’ll be spending most my day waiting for news from him, and being as supportive […]

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Struggle

I hate that I have such a difficult time holding my tongue. As a teenager, it was a constant struggle.  I would end up in screaming matches with my father, my ex-boyfriend and I were a mess together, and I would even regularly aggravate my boss.  I’ve always had very strong, very contrary-to-my-family opinions, and […]

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tiptoeing

I spent my childhood being very careful about what I should and should not say.  There was always the threat of eternal damnation floating over my head.  It was that mortal fear which, ironically, turned me into a passionate liar.  I was tired of being judged for my thoughts and beliefs – I thought that […]

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the family business

My father is one of the most self-important, obstinate people I have ever met.  He has a firm opinion about everything and everyone – usually wavering on the side of political conspiracy at worst, and judgmental pity and damnation at best.  Growing up as a stubborn, intelligent girl in a household lorded by a traditionally […]

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