I've had an almost finished draft of this post on deck for weeks. It's a testament to how utterly draining expectation can be on any given project... The last two terms of school have been unbelievably trying. I consciously received my first 'C' because I was paralyzed by the thought of deadlines. I spent days reading the material,… Continue reading The Pressure to be the Perfect _______ (Mom, Wife, Daughter, Person, Doormat, etc.)
In third or fourth grade, I fell absolutely in love with Sailor Moon. I looked forward to watching it every day and often daydreamed about being a sailor scout. My best friend at the time, however, strongly voiced her dislike of the show. This is the first time I remember being self-conscious about something that… Continue reading Why Should We Feel Guilty About Our Pleasures?