Sing Blue Silver
In this version of Cinderella, Mom-ster was the wicked stepmother and she wasn’t going to let me go see Duran Duran.
Read MoreWriter, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
In this version of Cinderella, Mom-ster was the wicked stepmother and she wasn’t going to let me go see Duran Duran.
Read MoreLately I’ve had this urge to stop and see my Mom-ster. I’m really not sure why. I know it’s best to not have any contact with her because she’s so toxic. Maybe I’m a glutton for punishment and I want to continue spiraling down into an even deeper depression than I’ve been in the midst of lately. Perhaps I’m hoping for a miracle that I’ll finally have a relationship with Mom-ster that parallels those of my friends who have great relationships with their mothers’. Either way, I’m living in a…
Read MoreDear Mom-ster, Happy second Sunday in May. I know you hate to be reminded that you are a mother, and despise all holidays, especially Mother’s Day, but I thought I’d write you just the same. I’m sure you have read some, if not all, of my writings about you by now, thanks to my ex-husband. If there is one thing that you’ve taught me, it’s that you should always keep your nose clean and nothing will come back to haunt you. I’m no saint, Mom-ster,…
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