I spotted her this morning when I was journaling. My inner mean girl, I mean. Although she has the occasional critical comment to make about other people, the truth is, she mainly picks on me. And I have gotten so used to her voice that I usually don’t even question what I’m hearing.
M.G. has plenty to say about the weight I gained after I quit smoking (“How could you have let this happen–again?? Don’t you ever learn?”) There’s no credit for the accomplishment of breaking the nicotine habit, though. M.G. says: “That’s what you get for starting smoking… Read More »