Instinct injury

Instinct injury

Growing up, I remember many meals sitting at the kitchen table after everyone else was done, looking at the meat on my plate. I didn’t like the texture. It was overcooked and stringy. I would chew and chew and eventually force myself to choke it down. My mom wouldn’t...
Anxiety and control

Anxiety and control

Back in December, I felt nervous about my upcoming trip home to Minnesota to visit family. The anxiety slowly built throughout the month, and I attempted to manage it by keeping myself busy, being organized, and managing my schedule. Controlling my feelings and...

My legacy

As far back as I can remember, I have not had a strong desire to be a mother. This thought crystallized in high school, when I reached the conclusion I didn’t want to have children. On my 39th birthday I revisited this to see whether it was still true. I checked in...