I just couldn’t see how or when things were going to get ‘better’, and it occurred to me that it would be easier for everyone if I was gone.
My husband knew I was stressed, depressed and distant, and did what he could to help. But the fact was, I didn’t want help.
Confronted by heaving sobs upon his confirmation, my doctor was bewildered, ‘What’s so awful about being pregnant right now?’
When you’re someone who bases their self-worth on hearing people say, “Wow, you’re amazing” a lot of choices are swept off the table.
Call it ‘diversifying your gold star portfolio’. If you’re performing poorly in one area of your life, no worries, you can ramp up another two. Or ten.
I’m not one for acting or speaking rashly. Which is why, when I look back on the past 40 years, there are only two things I genuinely regret.
Every client had different expectations about speed, quality and price. Instead of ascertaining what those expectations were, I made assumptions instead.
Improvement is what drove me. People thought I loved being competitive with others. The reality was, the person I’ve always most loved competing with is myself.
Remember the episode of The Simpsons where the teachers are on strike and Lisa falls to her knees and begs Marge: ‘Grade me, grade me!’. That was me.
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