Living Your Best Life

I haven’t always been a television addict. Okay, that’s not exactly true. In truth, I believe I have been addicted to TV since early childhood. A few years ago, I even came across a photo of my childhood bedroom from when I was around the age of four. In the corner sat a black and white …

The Soundtrack of My Life

During the four-hour-long drive home from Boston the other night, I was able to enjoy something that is a rarity—listening to my own music. A standard road trip usually involves my daughter acting as the DJ, making musical choices based on her own whimsy. I spend a large portion of the trip begging her to …

A Difficult Lesson: Severing a Relationship

There is something that I feel compelled to explain, it is something that I often allude to in my writing, and it is something that I am afraid—if not explained properly—may be misunderstood by my daughter when she is older. Of all the fears I have for when she grows up, the one that I …

Don’t We All Need Therapy?

I know that a lot of parents joke about inevitably forcing their children into therapy as adults—trying to cope with the psychological damage we inflict on them when they are young. I often think the same thing whenever I find myself yelling irrationally at my children—especially my daughter—over their messy rooms, their seemingly constant fighting, …