I'm Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán Flashcards
a reminder of the microscopic line between being six and having borderline personality disorder.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
Only the dark half-moons beneath his eyes hinted at a string of midlife disappointments.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
I sometimes felt my husband was, in fact, my third and arguably least affectionate child.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
It gave you a bird’s-eye view of another person’s life. Which in turn reminded you that the bad you had was your choice, and better than the alternative.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
I was well aware that the semicharmed life I led was one part luck to three parts effort.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
I loved my husband. I loved my kids. I mostly liked my life. But I was so damn tired.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
Always eager to demonstrate my black belt in passive aggression, I gave him my best pageant wave and zipped past him.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
her best ideas were the result of, as she had written, “the mental space that comes from being by yourself for stretches of time.”
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
it was rumored that soon we would all be working side by side at long tables so we could collaborate—or however the university would fictionalize the latest cost-reduction initiative.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
I would never understand how a man who spent hours on his pecs each week could so blatantly fail to address his nose hair situation.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
Now that sounded more like Jenny, who spouted inspirational quotes the way some people recited Bible verses.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
How was it that everyone else managed to find free time?
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
I had to stop because I was about to blurt out all sorts of vulnerable things to a man who probably ate baby bunnies for breakfast.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
I did not just want compliance; I also wanted a hint of enthusiasm.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
Stop there, I thought. Don’t let your beautiful mouth utter another word. Let’s have one more minute where life is what I believe it to be and everything is fine.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
but like so many other things stored in my mind, motherhood had overwritten that file.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
I would quickly come to realize, having a child—and then another—was a professional liability for a person like me, which is to say a woman.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
There is something about seeing someone like you thrive that helps you to do the same.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
What I did not say to him was that it was not so much infatuation as deep relief at having a friend in the thick of it with me—and who seemed to hold the answer to my heart’s hidden question: how to be a good mother.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
“Penny,” said Sanjay, staring at me. I stared back, imagining throwing a carton of fries at him, because what he was asking was for me to parent them. Of all the days—of all the times—could he not step up?
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
But something between us had shifted over the course of our marriage, particularly the last two to three years. We had gone from being lovers to best friends to . . . roommates who routinely irritated each other. If I was honest with myself, that was what it felt like most of the time.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
There was a bigger issue, though: most days I had the sense that, while I was frantically dog-paddling to keep our family afloat, Sanjay was sailing by. Our short-term agreement had morphed into an indefinite arrangement:
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
it was a crying shame it had taken something so terrible for us to enjoy one lousy connection.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán
Lunches to make and deliver. Toilet paper to buy. A car that needed to be retrieved from whatever far-flung lot it had been towed to. It didn’t matter if none of it mattered. It had to be dealt with all the same.
I’m Fine and Neither Are You by Camille Pagán