In the years before my husband was in recovery, he led a double life: lying about his actions to present a pleasant surface image that allowed him to hide his addiction underneath. The double life of my codependency was much more subtle, as I was hiding my emotions rather than my actions. But we were [...]
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Photo credit: Photo bydavidteter on Flickr When I was a little girl, I had a best friend named Vickie. Together we played detective and watched Wonder Woman and chased the boys away from our favorite haunts on the elementary school playground and teased our pesky little brothers. Her little brother, Frank, was my brother Rob's [...]
Santa Doesn’t Live Here Anymore
When my father told me there was no real Santa, I cried, a lot. I didn't cry because I was surprised or felt particularly lied to. I knew long before he told me that there was no Santa, but I wanted to go on living in that fantasy world. I felt betrayed that my parents, [...]
In Which I Begin to Reconsider Santa
I never gave the notion of playing Santa for my kids much thought before the kids themselves arrived on the scene. I just assumed we'd do it, because after all, our parents had done it for us. I had some lovely memories of trying desperately to stay awake, fogging windows with my breath as I [...]
Sex, Lies and a Haircut Given by a Cat
A few years ago, my friend Jay and I were having a conversation with another friend, who wanted some advice on how to handle a lie her children had told. It was one of those cute, funny kid stories; well, ok, the kind that is cute and funny when it's done by someone else's kid, [...]
Lies, Lies, Lies
Although he never told the truth,I believed anyway,because it was him.~The Junky's WifeAddicts lie. They lie, lie, lie, lie, lie. Oh, wait, and did I mention that they lie? And they do it very convincingly. If you learn nothing else from living with an addict, you learn what truly spectacular, bold, reality bending lies can [...]
