I calculate I’d probably thrown up about 20,000 times by then. Say, average three times a day for twenty years- some long stretches with none, some long stretches with more, so let’s just call it an even 20,000. My sisters and I were on our way to our nephew’s birthday party- a small little family […]
When I moved to South Africa, as a small-town girl from Michigan, I was intimidated. I saw myself as an easy victim in a dangerous country. I told myself that I would probably get mugged at some point. Accepting that possibility didn’t make it more or less likely, but it limited the potential of that […]
Transcript of my Moth Story Hour Submission, Subject: Vices All my life I have been building: making plans, gaining knowledge, forming relationships, accumulating possessions. But for nine years there has been an insidious black mold in the foundation of my life’s structure that undermines everything I pile on top of it. My vice goes by […]
When I told you that I was still sick, and that I was going to get help, we hugged and cried and you gave your support. And while I was in treatment, you sometimes inquired, responding to my positive updates. But after I left that place, we never talked about it again. You assumed the […]
