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As a writer, I've always been interested in family stories. When I heard of a Satanic cult in my family tree, I thought I'd found the story of a lifetime. Read more.

Food Therapy

Food Therapy

We had our first official "food therapy" appointment for our oldest son today.

We brought Tupperware containers of chopped carrots, cucumber and spinach leaves. He ate them begrudgingly, chewing each bite a hundred thousand times. But at least he ate. That small success lifted a small weight off my chest and left me feeling buoyant all day. 

Finally, I thought. After more than a year of struggling, we're finally getting somewhere. 

The food therapist gave us homework: five raw carrot coins and two spinach leaves, every night at dinner for the next week. So far so good.

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I'm hanging with a sketchy crowd.

I'm hanging with a sketchy crowd.

In the Interest of Clarity of Emotion

In the Interest of Clarity of Emotion