The Corner Where Shame Meets Pain

It’s mid-July and the thermostat in my teaching trailer reads 85 degrees. Everything I am wearing—skirt, summer camp t-shirt, faded red espadrilles hiding unpainted toenails—is sticking to me and I haven’t even started teaching yet. I need to make a playlist. One that says, “I’m the cool new music teacher.” I lean over to open iTunes […]

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Drowning in Guilt

   “You know what happened is not actually your fault, right?” said Beth, my therapist, with eyebrows raised. I couldn’t meet her eyes, instead I stared out of the window at spring’s new leaves dancing along their sturdy branches. *** “Fine.  Have a nice life!” These were his last words before slamming the phone down. […]

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