


Confessions Of A Stage-Four Clinger.
When I was little, I used to hug and not let go. I know, it sounds so precious in the retelling. I’d hug my teachers, my friends, strangers, and of course, the characters at Disneyland. I am in family photos around the world. I don’t have to see them to know...
I Tell Myself Stories: The Need for Validation.
What child is afraid of swing sets? This child was, that’s who. I was afraid of the swings, I was afraid of the Big Slide, I didn’t venture into the “deep end” until I was seven years old. I stayed the fck away from the monkey bars, and I sure as hell wouldn’t play...