I'm now the mother of a son. He's going to grow up under the weight of some gender stereotypes -- after all, you don't undo this kind of programming in a single generation -- but I hope the world he inherits will be a safer place for both men and women to be vulnerable. A place where emotions are allowed to be part of the human experience, and we're all taking better care of each other and ourselves.
In the current political climate, the chances for comprehensive common sense gun control in the United States is only a pipe dream as long as the National Rifle Association controls Congress and state legislatures, for if they did not, we would have seen effective laws passed years ago resulting in countless lives saved.
I decide I've been looking in the wrong place for God and begin to morph my beliefs with reincarnation. The books I read tell me that we keep coming back, life after lifetime. This terrifies me because it means that if I don't heal the eating disorder in this life I'm gonna come back and face it again.
When someone in the family is living with mental illness, adult or child, everyone needs support. Silence and secret keeping will come back to haunt you. There's nothing shameful about talking with a therapist or counselor. Maybe just once, maybe on a regular basis. There's nothing to be lost and the world to be gained.