Family Tree Sketch on Scrap Paper

They Hate Me … Because They Love Me

  My family hates me.  And by family, I mean my cousins.  That's really all that's left, my cousins - my mother's brothers' children.  (I have no siblings except for: 1, the one I was hidden from; 2, the half-sister from another mother and her now-deceased brother.  This is a really long story I'm not … Continue reading They Hate Me … Because They Love Me

Depressed Woman (Edited)

I Know What You’re Thinking: How I Became a Loner

Response to Pointless Overthinking's Question of the Day – No. 508   "How often do you assume others think bad about you and how do those thoughts look like?"  When I read this prompt, a torrent of emotions flowed into me.  Do I assume others think bad about me?  YES YES A THOUSAND TIMES YES. … Continue reading I Know What You’re Thinking: How I Became a Loner

Don't Focus

Don’t Focus (or In Praise of the Niche-Less Blog)

One of the quotes on my outgoing email is this one from Francis Ford Coppola: "Parents always say focus on something. Don’t focus. Do all the things you love and someday it will come together and you will see what you are. And the things that you did ... will all be relevant." When I … Continue reading Don’t Focus (or In Praise of the Niche-Less Blog)

You Don't Know What You Don't Know

Annoyingly Profound, Part 2: “You Don’t Know What You Don’t Know”

Throughout my marriage, two of my husband's most-used phrases have driven me crazy.  The first (as in the one which appeared earliest and has been used most often) is "It is what it is."  The second, which appeared only a few years ago, is "You don't know what you don't know" and, oddly enough, this … Continue reading Annoyingly Profound, Part 2: “You Don’t Know What You Don’t Know”

Life on the Outside

Life on the Outside: Getting Back to Normal When You Never Really Were

I bet I'm not the only one. "Normal" is coming back. Here's the problem: I never was "normal"; I never liked "normal"; I was never able to pull off "normal". I haven't missed it, although the way, many ways, it went missing made me angry and distraught. Returning to it is akin to a death … Continue reading Life on the Outside: Getting Back to Normal When You Never Really Were