I Thought the White String in My Egg Was Something Dangerous—The Truth Completely Surprised Me

notes.

My mother didn’t cry when my father left.

She didn’t raise me to be happy. She raised me to be bulletproof.

By the time I turned 27, I’d stopped trying to impress my mother. In reality, there was no way to impress her. Every time you did something right, she’d expect you to do better. But I still told her I was seeing someone.

We met at one of my continue reading …