When Dennis and I started dating, a soft golden light shone on everything. I collected fine things at that time in my life. I would bring Dennis home to show off all of my odd pretty things, and then I would sit him down on my twenty-dollar couch with a 7 & 7 and Nina... Continue Reading →
The Five Stages of Grief: Anger & Depression
I asked for Anger because the Depression was weighing too heavily on me. I didn't intend for them to become as intertwined as a couple of Siamese serpents constantly trying to swallow each other's heads. Anger does not come naturally to me, which usually serves me well. In the case of my breakup and my... Continue Reading →
The Five Stages of Grief: Bargaining
I’ve never been good at bargaining. Asking for what I want instead of what is being offered has always made me feel uncomfortable, and guilty. We’d just finished an in-person argument, continued from an increasingly mud-slinging email argument. We’d sat out on my balcony with cocktails and a few seconds of small talk before we... Continue Reading →