Sorry, no. You Can't Have That.

When I left my parents house and branched off on my own, I was dirt poor. I received more than one nail-and-mail because living on $145-ish dollars a week as a supermarket clerk didn’t exactly allow me to pay all my monthly bills. After the divorce from my first husband when I was 27, I began the arduous task of figuring out who I was and what I wanted to do with myself career-wise. I had exactly zero skills…

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The Secret to Maintaining a Good Relationship With A Teenager Daughter

Jesse is turning fourteen in December. Technically, she’s supposed to hate me. We’re supposed to fight daily - maybe even hourly. She’s supposed to be bitchy and miserable to be be around. She’s supposed to give me major attitude and roll her eyes…a lot. Yeah, no. Look, Jesse’s not perfect. She’s human, after all, and a teenage girl going through a crap-ton of hormonal changes…

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Mr. Rogers and the Unimaginable Pressure Teenagers Face In A World of Unrealistic Social Media Standards

As a kid, I had a unibrow that my mother, legit, held me down to tweeze into two separate ones. My hair was a big brown poof of frizz. And let's not forget the buckteeth. Needless to say, I wasn't considered one of the pretty and popular girls. As for my first kiss... I'll never forget that debacle. I'd been hanging with my "boyfriend". And yes, I had to put that word in quotes because he was more of a gloried friend who pitted me rather than actually liked me…

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Words, Words, Words.

Way back, about a billion years ago, I took advantage of a closed door. Then I had kids. These days, a closed door is a cue for my girls to need me right this very second. I can go an entire day out in the open and totally available and no one will need a damn thing from me. But the moment I have the audacity to shut the bathroom door and sit my fat ass on the toilet, suddenly the whole world needs me…

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I Just Want to Pee In Private

Way back, about a billion years ago, I took advantage of a closed door. Then I had kids. These days, a closed door is a cue for my girls to need me right this very second. I can go an entire day out in the open and totally available and no one will need a damn thing from me. But the moment I have the audacity to shut the bathroom door and sit my fat ass on the toilet, suddenly the whole world needs me…

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It's Okay to Walk Away

We've all seen those inspirational quotes on social media telling us it's okay to walk away from toxic people. But reading a pretty meme on the internet, and incorporating it into our actual lives, are two totally separate entities. Most of us have experienced toxicity in our lives in some form or another, may it be from an ex, co-workers, etc. But what happens when that toxic person, or people, is/are family?…

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I Wish It Was Five Years Ago

I hate when Facebook shows 'memories' that date back to when Lyrical thrived, and our family had, not only financial stability, but a bit of a surplus. More than being able to take vacations, we laid our head on our pillows each night and slipped off to sleep without a care in the world. We weren't wealthy. Not by any means. But our bills were paid (often in advance)…

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Once Upon A Time

As some of you know, once upon a time I was an author. And I don’t mean when I wrote Infertility Sucks. That memoir came years after I’d published four paranormal romances. Three novels and one novella. I’d written them directly after I lost my older brother in a hit-and-run. I was also a new mother dealing with a dangerously destructive bout of depression that lasted nearly three years…

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The Year of Anything Is Possible

I’ve had a rough forty-five years. Of course, not all of those years were difficult, but a dang good portion were. I slipped into a slump of negativity and have wallowed in that muck for most of my life. Now that Jesse is fourteen, she’s curious about me. Who I was before I met Frankie. The kind of person I was before I became a mom. Her questions are endless, and I do my best to be as open and honest as possible…

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On the Flip-side of A Cervical Fusion

I survived. But, I’m not gonna lie. It sucked. At least for the first two days. After that, it was smooth sailing. So, on the morning of Wednesday, February 6th, I woke up at 4:30 am a nervous mess. I was scared and anxious, and just wanted to put the cervical fusion behind me. Dutifully, I didn’t eat or drink, and showered using the hospital-provided antibacterial soap…

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