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growing up, narcissism, and emerging adulthood… [part 2]
At 24 years old, I was unemployed with a degree from a reputable college, living with my parents, and utterly single. Cleaning offices, baby sitting, or working random editing jobs was how I made ends meet while stiff-arming Sallie Mae from collecting my college loan...![growing up, narcissism, and emerging adulthood… [part 1]](http://www.biancaolthoffarchive.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/06/grow-up3.jpg)
growing up, narcissism, and emerging adulthood… [part 1]
It’s hard to be 23. I’m not a kid but I’m not considered an adult either. I’m most frustrated about the fact that I don’t feel like I’m the person that I should be. —Anonymous blog reader Bar Mitzvah. Sweet Sixteen....
good, better, and the ex-boyfriend…
I always imagined I’d run into him at some point in life. In the theater of my mind, I would be skinny and taller and have my PhD from some ivy league university so that my words would be intellectual and elite. I’d throw my head back and casually laugh in...
happy mother’s day to all moms…
Dear Stepmoms, I see you. It’s Mother’s Day and I just want to let you know that I see you. I celebrate you alongside bio-moms, grand-moms, adopted-moms, and want-to-be-moms. Adopted parents—like stepparents—know the feeling of melding hearts...
an open letter to beyonce knowles carter…
Dear Beyoncé, This letter is probably the hardest letter I’ve ever had to write to you. Okay, it’s the only letter I’ve written to you, but hear me out. Since your days in Destiny’s Child, I’ve been your Bug-a-Boo and remained a Survivor....
I’m a writer and teacher in love with two men: Jesus and my husband, Matt. [You might not find this funny, but I laugh at myself, so it all balances out.]
