A Brief Prelude My parents were going through an incredibly bad divorce, of which my sister and I were collateral damage. With myself being the oldest, I was getting the brunt of the effects, especially from my mother. She talked badly of my father, had incredible mood swings, etc… When she was depressed, she cried…
Category: mental trauma
Rocky Road and Pizza
I can’t eat rocky road ice cream. It makes me nauseous. The ingredients aren’t the problem; I like almonds, chocolate ice cream, and marshmallows. I just can’t eat them all together. I also have this weird ability to smell even the slightest hint of natural gas hyper-vigilantly. By now, I’ll bet you’re asking, “Where the…