One of the difficult things about illness is that everything I used to protect myself from feelings of worthlessness has been stripped away.
Useless. Sometimes I can convince myself that days I sleep all the way through are spent in my body healing- creating new neuropathways that will help me function healthily when … Continue reading A Bruised Reed
My success as a mother is not dependent on the contents of my child’s toilet. Sounds dumb, doesn’t it? What is it about potty training that drives us batty? Why … Continue reading The illusion of control