From November, 2015

Confessions of a Control Freak


There are moments when my jaw stiffens and my breath is shallow. Tension runs down my neck, spanning like a glacier from my scalp to my shoulders. I can’t relax. I can’t let go. I can’t chill out. I can give a textbook list of reasons why. I’m a first-born. A people-pleaser. A peace-keeper. A…