You’ve Got a Friend

The other day, I was sitting by the pool reading Eat, Pray, Love for the second time. The first time I read it was shortly after it came out, I was in middle school, and I hated it. But now, reading it at 19, I can see myself in some of the stories Liz tells, I could see myself in some of the situations she found herself in… hopefully not all of those situations, but I’d be okay with the Italian getaway parts. Continue reading “You’ve Got a Friend”

What You Didn’t See

 

People ask me all the time about my dad. People ask me all the time what it’s like to grow up with a single mom. I don’t blame them for being curious, how could I? It’s human nature… we all want to know everything. What I don’t appreciate is the pity. I don’t need it and I don’t want it, so don’t give it to me. I’ve learned that that’s not an easy request to fill… I can see it in your eyes when the topic comes up. But it’s ok. I get that it’s hard to not look at me differently once you know.

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