All-day reading-fests. Cups of tea,delivered couch-side. Broccoli cancelled. Being helpless after falling does have its benefits.
A 1980s album cover led a Queensland kid to a lifelong fascination with the US state of Nebraska. Decades later,it began permeating another imagined world.
I won’t ever forget the last conversation I had with my sister Niki. We had plans for Sunday lunch,but Niki never made it. And she hasn’t been to a family lunch ever since.
“I had issues with that relationship because I was young and didn’t dig deep enough to understand why it bothered me.”
I was trying to be different from the person who had given up on dating for so many years. The problem was that after that much time not connecting,I was as skittery as a virgin again.
An innocent Instagram post left me reeling when my inbox filled with unwanted messages from men,some known,some strangers.
When we saw each other on the street,we didn’t “know” each other,but we knew each other.
A dreamy 1980s song will forever be linked to an adored island – even as time transforms the long-loved holiday idyll.
While the harmful narrative still exists that people speak out about abuse for attention or financial gain,imposter syndrome is a pervasive feeling among many victim-survivors.
The brothers made the dangerous trek and after a day’s search,found a shelter made from tarps and rope. At the entrance was Mark’s body.
They first met on a double-date in high school. When quarantine stalled a budding relationship decades later,a solution was at hand.