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I was the Eva Longoria of the 90s

I was the Eva Longoria of the 90s

I’m a depressive. Not in the “I’m going to stay in bed for 6 straight weeks in the dark” kind of way. More of the Los Angeles, “I used to be hot, now I’m middle age and it sucks” kind of way. It doesn’t help that I live in the heart of Hollywood, where beauty is...
My paranoid mom is narcissistic

My paranoid mom is narcissistic

Everyone hates me. I know it. I can sense it. I talk to my husband constantly about this. I’m obsessed with narcissistic people. He says I have the problem, that I’m the narcissist. Ok, whatever. Anyway, back to me. What did I do? What’s not to like? I thought...