I’m Done Being A ‘Good Girl’
I am done being good for the sake of being good, for fear of being disliked or unpalatable or alone. “Good girl!” I see 8-year-old me, who, in turn, sees her mom sitting at the end of a bar. She is saying it over the top of a Jose Cuervo margarita, smoldering Marlboro 100 Light dangling […]