Published inAge of EmpathyI said no. He ignored me.I used to date this guy named Theodore (not his real name). It was never serious, and it ended on friendly terms. We went our separate…Jun 9A response icon2Jun 9A response icon2
Published inAge of EmpathyWhen Forgiveness Doesn’t FitSome things are unforgivableMay 28A response icon5May 28A response icon5
Published inAge of EmpathyPrecious Breakable ThingsWhen you’re the only one left who remembersMay 20A response icon1May 20A response icon1
Published inNever Stop WritingIn every generation, there is a chosen oneWhen I was in Grade 8, I tried to change my name to Buffy. You know, like the vampire slayer.Mar 18A response icon2Mar 18A response icon2
Published inNever Stop WritingTake a hikeLoneliness and being alone in the ruins of griefMar 9A response icon2Mar 9A response icon2
Published inNever Stop WritingTake your Happy Meal and shove itThere are a lot of things I will never forget about the year I watched my dad die. Loneliness is one of them. Invalidation, another.Mar 4A response icon4Mar 4A response icon4
Published inA Million Little StoriesMrs. Ratchet: Tales from a Childhood on the Edge of OblivionWe moved a lot when I was growing up. I hated it. It was terrible and lonely always being the “new girl” who had to start all over. Who…Feb 3A response icon1Feb 3A response icon1
Published inSoul BayI’m a Grief MachineBefore all this death, I was going to be someone else. I don’t know who. Just someone else. A few someone elses, actually. But then all…Jan 31A response icon2Jan 31A response icon2