Also appeared in elephantjournal – check it out! This post is dedicated to MF.
The following is an internal dialogue between me, Lyla (“grown-up,” married, mother of two), and my gay, teenage alter-ego. We’ll call her “Eve since,” as you will see, she spends a lot of time focused on, shall we say, forbidden fruit.
Lyla: There has to be a way to keep up with the laundry without doing some every single day!
Lyla: Aw, my little boy asked a question, that must be a developmental milestone.
Lyla: Seth is my soul mate, best friend, and life-long companion.
Lyla: How do I know if my kids are adjusting well to pre-school?
Eve: Girls… and sex.
Lyla: Dental Insurance?
Eve: How do you pick out a strap-on?
Lyla: I can’t believe this, I didn’t think we had dental insurance, but we do! What a relief!
Eve: Dates… we should be going on them. With girls!
Lyla: I should probably talk to my therapist about this.