We never believe our own mothers.
She tells us the world is round, and we roll our eyes at the very idea that she would know anything about the size or shape of the world. But when Mrs. Smith shows you a globe, you believe, and you run home to tell your mother what you learned [...]
The Guilt
by Miss Britt on December 4, 2009 95 Comments »
Further Proof That I Was Raised By A Hippy.
by Miss Britt on April 7, 2009 46 Comments »
“Your dreams don’t have to be at the expense of my dreams.”
I believe in what airy fairy people call “abundance thinking”.
What that means, basically, is that there is more than enough to go around. Of time. Of money. Of joy. Of opportunity. The Universe – because that’s what airy fairy people call it – is [...]
I wonder why you don't hate me.
by Miss Britt on March 16, 2009 104 Comments »
It started happening when I was in highschool.
I’d be hanging out with my friends on the gym floor, our books and papers scattered around us on the half court line of the basketball floor, our teenage limbs sprawled across coats and bags. We were supposed to be doing homework and waiting our turn, but [...]
The Fear Of Rejection in 1200 words or less
by Miss Britt on February 11, 2009 48 Comments »
Let me tell you now that some of you will hate this post. I’m not entirely comfortable with that right now, but I’m going write it anyway because… well, it’s what I do.
I’m using that disclaimer, in part, to avoid starting.
I’m never sure where to begin when I’m unraveling my fears.
The short version of [...]
Yes, there was an $800 bill
by Miss Britt on January 15, 2009 23 Comments »
I have to be honest with you.
I’m really behind from the quick trip down to Miami and my head is… well… fucked, at the moment. A good friend has finally made the decision to accept hospice care, and it’s difficult not to think or write about everything through the murky film of that news.
It’s [...]







