'I've Always Been Codependent and Now I'm Alone'
Don't cheapen what you found along the way.
Petunia No. 2 (1924) by Georgia O’Keeffe
When you wrote to “I can’t stop being perfect,” I cried and cried on the steps of the New York Public Library. When I was 13, my mother was murdered in broad daylight on a jogging trail near my house. It was a thing your worst nightmares are made of, and in the span of a few hours, I went from a happy l…