The scene replays the same way thousands of times. A man sits across from me, eyes fixed on the floor. His hands grip his knees like they might give way. He has not cried yet, but he will. He came […]
Jas Mendola - Narcisism
The Ghost That Follows You
The boys played together on the floor of the living room while their mother prepared lunch. Jimmy, six, built a tower of blocks. Timmy, four, knocked it down. Jimmy cried. Their father looked up from his paper. “Jimmy, stop being […]
Jas Mendola - Marriage
“Dads: Stop Acting Like You’re the Only One Who Brings Home the Bacon (and the Emotional Labor Too)”
The battlefield of parental roles nobody prepares you for I was three months into my new business launch when my wife hit me with it: “It’s like I don’t even exist to you anymore except as the person who handles […]