My husband and I are fighting in the kitchen. The kids are in the next room, playing Monster High. We're trying to keep it quiet. "What I need is your support," my husband says, his voice shaking."I do support you. I am. But I am so damn sick of it!" I never was good at… Continue reading On Brain Aneurysms, Control, and Self-Publishing: Part 2
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