How do you get to be yourself around your family members without burning the house down? 

What happens when you can't feel anything? Where do you start? What is it like when you finally start to feel again? 

The more frozen we are, the more successful we tend to be. Because somehow, we've managed to successfully control our way through a truly debilitating defense mechanism.

The days of righteous and justified feminism are over. We get nowhere so long as we blame men for our misfortunes, or worse, give up on them entirely.

Where are you preventing yourself from experiencing truly profound connection?