When My Teenager Stopped Talking To Me
My kid used to answer “how was your day” with actual sentences. Then one Tuesday, I got a shrug that somehow contained about fifteen emotions at once. I’ve decided that shrug deserves its own dictionary entry. When the Conversations Started Disappearing The shrink happened slowly enough that I almost missed it. “Fine.” “Dunno.” “Whatever.” Three…
Things I Wish I Knew At 30
My niece called me last week, stressed about a promotion she didn’t get, and I found myself giving her advice I never once followed at her age. I said “your job isn’t your identity” like it was obvious. Like I hadn’t spent an entire decade proving otherwise. The Life I Was Supposed To Build Growing…
