Tattooed Mice

The other night in group you told everyone that you knew I was a better writer. That the work you held in your hand, that you’d read the week before, was full of potential and awe. That you knew I could do better. You knew it. But how did you know? You’ve never read anything else […]

On the death of creativity

I started seeing a counselor (therapist, or whatever) just before Christmas in 2015. Not because I was feeling depressed. I decided to go because I was stuck. I needed an objective sounding board to help me sort through the endless streaming thoughts flying around in my head. We went through the usual “get to know […]

Anxiously Love

This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. New love wasn’t supposed to be this stressful. She’d never felt anything like it before. It was unnerving. She felt so confined, restricted. Love was supposed to be powerful and freeing. A welcome addition to an already exciting life. Instead of adding to it, this “love” was […]

Love Anxiously

This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. When you loved someone they were supposed to love you back. Completely. In the same way. The way you loved them. But that wasn’t how this was going. Instead it was one-sided. Selfish. It was 2:30 a.m. He’d finished his work for the day at 9 p.m. […]