Mean People

I feel like the side of velcro that just picks up negative particles of cruelty and they are really hard to pull off.

Crying at Movies

My daughters tease me because I cry pretty easily at movies.  I think a lot of times it’s the cueing of the sad music, but sometimes I can’t explain why.  A few years ago, I famously cried at the trailer for the remake of Pete’s Dragon.  That’s just embarrassing. Last night, I took my two […]

Good Girls and Pink Collar Jobs

 If you are from the southwest or San Francisco, you are used to hippy-dippy, new-age spiritualism and will not laugh when I tell you what kinds of referrals I got.  Everyone else, know this:  ask for therapy here, and  you get referrals to:  reflexology, aromatherapy, crystal therapy, hot stone therapy, sweat therapy, neuro-linguistic programming, massage, scare therapy, rebirthing and on and on.  I was really asking for talk therapy, but I figured, what the heck, I should be open to anything that might open my heart again to a man for whom I’d lost all respect.  Marriage was forever, and maybe there was a magic therapy I could sign up for?