I'm Olive. Let's start there. I am a historian, I'm currently on my last semester of finishing up a Master's degree in History. Mostly...

**Trigger warning: ED and childhood abuse I remember when I first heard the title I'm Glad My Mom Died . I went through every stage of grief??? At first I was like oh, word—which quickly changed into this shift of uncomfortably having lost my own mother, to then disliking the idea of someone saying this to fully making it back to this title is iconic . I think a lot of us forget that our parents were not everyone else's parents. My mom had her own problems and faults, but not

Growing up, I used to say that there was a curse on the place I'm from—that no one, absolutely no one, could leave. Most people here, if you asked them, would tell you they stayed because of family . It's always the excuse. You grow up here, go to college here, marry someone from here. You buy a house, have a kid or two—or four—and then those kids grow up and do the same. Like Kasey Musgraves said, it's quite literally a Merry Go 'Round. For a long time, I thought I wanted th