Archive for April 2017

I belong here: an affirmation for impostor syndrome

I belong here. It makes me cry. I belong. Here. Here with my family. I belong as a wife to a very supportive husband who I don’t know how he can cope with my depression and anxiety. I belong as a mommy to a sweet two-year-old who tantrums and says “Mommy BIG” and wraps her... Read more »

Is our "terrible twos" more terrible than everyone else's?

A naked, screaming toddler hiding underneath our dining room table, yelling raggedly, “No diaper! No jammies!” isn’t normal. But in parenthood, it is. God. Is this level of tantruming normal among two-year-olds, or do we have an independence prodigy on our hands? Take last night for example. She was happy, playing, and generally in a... Read more »

Patriarchy is passed on through women, too

Patriarchy isn’t just passed on from men to men; women are at fault, too. Women perpetuate patriarchy, support it, legitimize it, and teach their daughters how to act within a patriarchal framework. While this particular article is about narcissistic mothers, it wholly applies to enabling mothers, and narcissistic fathers. The “demand for obedience in exchange... Read more »
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What should you do if you see an abused child on public transit?

What should you do if you see an abused child on public transit?
I knew they were trouble from the way they walked into the Red Line car, treating the strollers like luggage. And the children in the strollers like luggage. Just something that you have to lug along with you but you don’t really care if it gets beat up a bit. The poor kids were not... Read more »

Ever feel like an impostor?

Ever feel like an impostor?
Have you ever sympathized with this photo? Or this one? (I promise this is not a political post, by the way.) Some days, the “productive and perky member of society” suit doesn’t feel like a suit but an extension of yourself. These are the good days, when you can GET STUFF DONE(tm). Interacting with people... Read more »

Easter performance anxiety

Easter performance anxiety
Every Easter is the same. We don’t talk about the four to five dozen eggs in the fridge that we dye the night before Easter, or why our fingers are stained in shades of purple, brown, black, all the colors blended together. Eggs with their names inscribed. And the names of their lovies. And cartoon... Read more »
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What's causing my sleepiness?

What's causing my sleepiness?
Anxiety hits. The house feels claustrophobic suddenly, and a each trip, each spill, each pile of dishes and toys, beat upon my nerves like a drum. My heart races, air sticks to my throat like a thick fog. My arms are heavy, my legs won’t move. I fumble around for my anxiety medicine. It’s kept... Read more »