Category Archives: Confessional Stories of my Past

Oscar Nominees, Affleck robbed

Posted on January 10, 2013 by Mrs Odie

I have previously written that I lack empathy. I blame this on my childhood. I repressed my feelings as a defense mechanism to protect me from the pain of my parents’ divorce. Recently, I’ve had cause to reevaluate this characterization … Continue reading →

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Dooce Divorce Part 3: Shit is getting real

Posted on March 29, 2012 by Mrs Odie

We were sitting at the kitchen table of our rented home. The one where we used to be a family. The kitchen had loud floral wallpaper with foil in it. The table was a built-in with a banquette seat in … Continue reading →

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