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Rant: I Have No Love for the Online Bully
Have we lost our minds? Because that is what it’s beginning to feel like. And no, I haven’t been living under a rock this last decade. I’ve definitely found myself entangled with a healthy number of “trolls” over the years, but since the beginning of this year, it feels like the venom, vitriol and hatred is cranked to full volume. Part of me, the calm, empathetic, hopeful, caring side wants to see past it. To dig down, unearth the humanity, see past the hateful words, brush aside the personal projections and send over a virtual hug. These are just people in pain who don’t know how to express themselves. Right?…
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Motherhood and Autoimmune Disease
A small cry makes its way down the upstairs hall of my quiet town home. My eyes flutter open. I fumble for my phone perched on my nightstand. I touch the screen. It’s 3:46am. The cry gets louder, more earnest. I swing my legs over the edge of my bed, slip on my robe, and take a deep breath. Pain. A dizzying throbbing in my left ear, whooshing over my ear drum. A deep ache meanders down from my elbows to my finger tips. My mouth is a desert, my legs feel heavy, and as I finally steady myself enough rise and shuffle down the hallway, my knees click and…