I spent most of my teenage years and early twenties trying to teach my mother about the importance of boundaries. Mainly in the “jeeez, get out of my face/room/life/business!” way.  But also, once in a while, when she’d come to me with her heart in her hands after getting her feelings trampled on, I’d oh [...]

My first tattoo was a crudely sketched set of drama masks on my right shoulder blade. Comedy and Tragedy. It was meant to symbolize not only my love of theater (raise your hand if you’d be surprised to hear I was active in drama when I was younger…), but also my propensity for extremes. Comic, [...]