The Lies Anxiety Told Me and the Truths I Believed

My anxiety is a foe. I thought it was a friend. When we first met I didn’t even know its real name, Anxiety. I called it by what it wanted me to know: Protection. It had other endearing nicknames like, Responsible, Thoughtful, Precise, Reflective, Careful. It was years later I learned of its sneaky cousin,…

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Potty Training in a Pandemic, Part 2

Isolation atop Isolation After our not-so-stellar start, and the hard-slam of perfectionism, we regrouped. I paused, I wrote. My husband and I got back on the same page. We talked about our feelings and we made a new plan moving forward. We realized that starting a big, all-consuming endeavor like potty training twins is not…

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