A NO H8 story by Rich Paschall – Sunday Night Blog The doorbell startled Howard. He was not expecting anyone on a snowy Saturday afternoon in January. He moved quickly to the front door and opened it to find his… Read More ›
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YOUR STORY BY RICH PASCHALL
Why It Is Important By Rich Paschall From time to time, I have the opportunity to post a few small works of fiction. They are just little stories that I hope will make a point. While they are no one’s… Read More ›
DYSFUNCTIONAL PARENTS – BY ELLIN CURLEY
I’ve recently read two interesting memoirs about mind bogglingly horrific parents who were both malignant narcissists and bat shit crazy. Despite horrible, abusive behavior, the two children who wrote their memoirs spent a good part of their adult lives trying… Read More ›
GROWING UP IN THE MIDDLE – Marilyn Armstrong
I was both the emotional and intellectual center of my family. I was also the middle child and the communicator. Everybody talked to me which is WHY I knew everything while everyone told me to never tell anyone about what… Read More ›
NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE – Rich Paschall
JJ’s Night Out, by Rich Paschall Jason was pacing the floor of the living room. He was excited about his date night. They were going to a new nightclub. It had received nice reviews and he thought they could do… Read More ›
SNOW HATE – By Rich Paschall
A NO H8 story by Rich Paschall – Sunday Night Blog The door bell startled Howard. He was not expecting anyone on a snowy Saturday afternoon in January. He moved quickly to the front door and opened it to find… Read More ›
THE STORY OF THE GRAD SCHOOL PAPER – BY ELLIN CURLEY
My mother’s first husband died when she was 29 years old. She had just gone back to college to get her degree. Years earlier, she had to leave college in her second year, due to illness. She ended up getting… Read More ›
PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVE DECORATING: WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG? – BY ELLIN CURLEY
My father hated change. My mother loved to redecorate. What could possibly go wrong? There were lots of fights about decorating in my house growing up. Constantly. My mother won, but it could get surprisingly unpleasant before then – not… Read More ›
“HANDS-ON” PARENTING? NOT! – BY ELLIN CURLEY
I had an unusual childhood. Growing up, my parents were upper middle class professionals in New York City. Things were probably done differently in that milieu than elsewhere in the country at the time. In those days, household help was… Read More ›
THE PRICE OF NARCISSISM – BY ELLIN CURLEY
I found out late in life, in my 50’s, that my mother was a serious narcissist. As with many narcissists, she got worse as she got older. Her illness escalated dramatically after the death of my father, in 1981, and… Read More ›
A HARMLESS LIE, A HARMFUL LIE – BY ELLIN CURLEY
Growing up, my parents lied to me about a lot of things. To ‘protect’ me. The biggest lie was about my parents’ ages. They knocked almost twenty years off my father’s age and a few from my mom’s for good… Read More ›
THE SAME BUT DIFFERENT
I grew up the middle child of three and I was known as “the communicator.” My brother was four years older than me. My sister was five years younger. My brother passed away more than a decade ago and my… Read More ›
