Eff Sh*t Up Friday – Say exactly what you think

Kids very often say exactly what they think. They have no filter. When they see injustice they don’t think, “well that is awful but I can’t do anything.” They think, “Wow, that is gross, I want to fix that. I wonder what I can do to fix that.” In 2012, I took my daughter to…

Guest Post – Lillian Romaniello #metoo

When I met Lilly 6 years ago her bravado was so strong that her vulnerability was walled off. Her life was limited by the belief that her cravings could never be satiated. While she dreamed big, she would often surround herself with people who kept her stuck. Lilly took my advice, my love, and my…

Little Miss Eff Sh*t Up

Last week I posted a blog about the sexual harassment that has occurred at the USC School of Social Work. One of my former professors has been found guilty of sexual harassment involving several colleagues that I respect and admire. His colleagues have spoken out. The MSW students have spoken out. And the PhD students…

The Last Class

Today is the last class that I am teaching at the California State University, San Bernadino School of Social Work. I dedicate this blog to my 28 amazing students who have been personally and professionally affected by the outcome of the 2016 election. They are fierce and they are woke and they are engaging in…

Death-December 2, 2015

December 2, 2015 I am supposed to be coding my data for my qualifying exam right now but instead I am texting my husband to tell him about another mass shooting. Another shooting that the FBI refuses to call a terror attack. See, if it causes terror I am thinking it should be called a…

On Burning Your Village then Building it Back Up

A few years ago I lost several dear friends.  Not to death, or illness, or accident. Just…lost them.  I did some things, they did some things, we did some things. And then before I knew it we simply weren’t talking anymore.  Many of them didn’t even tell me to go screw myself.  The whole thing…

The Gift of Insecurity

Lately I have been battling with a gift that I was given in my childhood that I would like to call: INSECURITY IT is a gorgeous bombshell of a woman, dressed to the nines wearing the gorgeous 5″ spiked heels I can no longer wear because of a running injury. IT is my good little…

Into the Abyss

I am drowning…I am drowning in: Shame     Guilt     Anger     Fierce HATE     Insecurity     Fear I am trying to pray. I am trying to be more love centered. I am trying to be kind. I am trying not to run away. But… All I want to do…

The Cone of Shame

My good girl went on a rampage last night. She was feeling totally out of control and she threw a hissy fit more impressive than a 3 year old hyped up on sugar and soda pop. This morning my wise woman gently whispered in my ear, “Cry if you must but look outside yourself to…

The Grand Canyon

Lately I have been seeing myself taking a head first dive off the rim of the Grand Canyon and instead of sprouting wings (like I thought I would) my body is in a free fall, flailing itself from one rock ledge to the next. Bam-Ouch. Thwap-Ugh. Smack-Aargh. Each full throttle smattering on the ledge reminds…