I am embarrassed of my decade-old, post-pregnancy stretchmarks. I am divorced. I am in love again and worried that my divorce has branded me with an eternal flaw of failure. I cry every single time I’m in Church because it moves me to be there. I could eat three avocados daily. I love analyzing movies and stories. After 5 years on stage I am finally done with the kind of stage fright that makes you puke. I crave decency. I love a loud night on the town when it’s time to blow off some steam. I can stare at my children after they fall asleep for hours. It took me 20 years to stop telling myself that I’m stupid after making mistakes like my dad used to tell my mom. I bite my fingernails.

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