“My Gate Broke”: On Boundaries, Exhaustion, and the Right to Protect Ourselves
The Urban Mom “My gate broke…” I heard a dear woman say yesterday, with a shy sadness in…
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Happy Wife, Happy Life – the Price of a Quiet Woman
I’ve heard this expression more and more lately, sometimes as a joke, sometimes whispered seriously:…
Read moreResurrection (When I Opened My Eyes and Screamed While Alive)
in the heart of the blackest nightwhen the tombstone seemed finaland the blood had cooled…
Read moreDeath (When I Closed My Eyes and Went Silent While Alive)
I died on an ordinary dayI died slowly, in a clean room,with white lace curtains…
Read morePrayer to my God
Creator,You, who wove me in secret,with flesh and bone, longing, light and mystery,touch with light…
Read moreUnconditional Love or Emotional Training?
“Only women, children and dogs are loved unconditionally. A man is only loved under the…
Read moreThe Impostor
I sneak into myself like a thief,I watch my thoughts hiding in dark cornersand I…
Read moreThe Lie That Kept Me Warm: A Story I Invented to Be Seen
In the summer after fourth grade, I went to a music festival in a different…
Read moreThe House My Soul Lives In
Today, I’m inviting you into my home.From the outside, you see flowers in wide windows…
Read moreThe Car Wash and the Soul
I went to the car wash today.An ordinary thing, mechanical. Just another check on the…
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