Red-faced and with clenched fists, he called us “stupid” and “useless” when the trivialities of his day weren’t to his liking: a screen door open a second too long, his steak undercooked, my mother ...

Meg Nolan’s novel Acts of Desperation offers an unflinching portrait of attachment wounds, longing, and self-betrayal, without rescue fantasies and without a tidy resolution. Rather than rewarding ...

Desire often fades not because of a lack of love, but from overwhelm. Intimacy tolerance shapes how close we can stay.