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Today I learned when my mom describes me to strangers, she uses the words, "My daughter is tall, has dark hair, and has small breasts."
Today I learned when my mom describes me to strangers, she uses the words, "My daughter is tall, has dark hair, and has small breasts."
Out of 10 great-grandchildren, I was the only one my great-grandfather ever met.
I was warned that being a first year teacher was tough, but I did not know that would mean staying at school till 6 sometimes because I was crying too hard to drive home.
The cancer radiation nurse didn't think it was funny when I asked her about the possibility of developing super powers.
I went to my appointment expecting to find out if it was a boy or girl, but instead I discovered how very difficult it is to say goodbye.
I realized i was a failure when my art teacher told me my graffiti art was not street enough.
I told you everything and we cried together on my bedroom floor but the next morning I woke up and found you in the kitchen making him pancakes.
I've spent 20 years being worried about how much taller I was than all the boys, and in 7 minutes I fell in love with a boy in a wheelchair.
When I was little, my aunt sent a clown with a balloon bouquet to my hospital room to cheer me up, and after the clown saw me, my mom had to spend an hour trying to get him to stop crying.
She never invited me to her father's funeral because she didn't think I knew him well enough but I never told her that, when she was at boarding school, I used to play chess with him every Saturday at 2:00 and lose.
While the other kids made a snowman and the adults conversed indoors, I slipped off the dock into the snowy lake and had to be my own hero at age 7.
I spent new years eve rolling quarters with my mom while my dad was in the hospital for a glorified case of indigestion.
After a small congratulatory yay for Hawaii's gay rights, I learned that coming out to my dad wouldn't just cost me another guilt tripping lecture, but the right to call him dad.
I went to college to discover things about myself, not expecting to discover that I was lactose intolerant.
My aunt was disgusted I cried harder for the death of my dog than I did for my grandmother, but she didn't realize my dog was in my life for 16 years while grandma was only around for seven.
I did not normally have such long conversations with my baby sister, but talking with her that night was the only way I could mask the amorous sounds of our parents in the next room.
In second grade, everyone thought it was the rain that made her slip off the monkey bars when it was really the rock that I threw.
As I picked up the broken glass from the window her boyfriend shattered, you told me I baby her too much.
A tip to my therapist: telling someone that their purges weren't frequent enough to qualify as bulimia may be true according to DSM IV standards, but it's still the opposite of helpful.
The day I ironed my shirt with my hair straightener was the day I finally felt like a true college student.
I hope making you biscuits for breakfast made up for walking away from your mental breakdown.
There's nothing quite like the moment a drug deal goes bad, and you see someone lose their head.
My mother walked into the room with a stack of my dad's death certificates and asked, "What are these again?"
I had always wanted to meet your family, but never under these circumstances.
When my mom finally found the courage to divorce him after decades of abuse, we were all alone because our friends and entire family believed his lies instead of my bruises and her depression.