I have intense feelings and I don’t have any choice but to share them. That’s just the way I’m wired. I love powerfully. I hurt deeply. I experience joy with open exuberance.
I don’t hide my feelings well. If you’re paying any attention at all, you know where you stand with me, because I wear my heart on my sleeve.
But there are times — very rare times — when everything feels numb. When that happens, it means that some part of me — maybe a little part or maybe a big part — has finally died after an extended period of intense pain. It happens without warning, although it’s always predictable in retrospect.
I went numb today. It feels like walking in a driving rainstorm without an umbrella — and not caring what anybody else thinks.

Keep your euphemisms straight: It’s ‘patriotism,’ not ‘nationalism’
Irrational beliefs hurt all of us when you hand power to the ignorant
I was a terrible preacher, because cookie-cutter truth seemed empty
Connection with a child can make routine day feel more meaningful
If you allow anything to be priority over love and beauty, you’re a fool
Why can we sabotage ourselves?
How do we start over and give ourselves parenting we needed?
In defense of the legal right to anonymous speech, political lies