… we seek it at 3 a.m., in a panic, and devour it in the hope that something, anything, can save us. No one will prepare you, and on the eve of your commitment, your mother will say, “Now that you mention it, it was difficult at times. I do remember crying for days on end.” Thanks for the heads up, Ma.
I'm 27 years old, and that style of walking already sounds very familiar to me. I walk every day now.
I love this article so much and many of the comments I'm reading.
I'm just starting to heal inner misogyny and embrace the repressed feminine nature.
The "Women who run with the wolves" book is helping a lot.
Thank you for this beautiful, hilarious, and incredible wisdom, Lisa!!
And thank you for walking and sharing, Annie :) - I jumped on your comment because the same part stood out to me.
PS: I stopped smiling, too! I wasted way too much time regulating my emotions to make others feel more comfortable. Yay, resting bitch face ;)