No Pity Party Here
Some people just want to see the world burn. Some just want to get the invite to your Pity Party. Well, there's no pity party here.
Getting a Clue
On the mistakes that kept me in a bad marriage too long — and why a two-parent home isn't automatically better than one.
Blogging for Sanity
So I can’t afford therapy. No surprise there. That is what happens as a newly-single-mom-on-a-budget! I can’t keep these feelings/thoughts bottled up inside… next best thing to having a therapist, I have decided, is getting all this stuff out via my blog.
Krakatoa on the Inside…An Ode to the Death of My Marriage
I wore a fake face for five months while he openly had an affair at work, just to secure a custody settlement in my favor. I won a race no one knew I was running. I just wish I'd done this eight years ago.
I Was Married to the Bad Boy
Don't buy the Hollywood lies. Bad boys are a pipe dream. I learned that lesson the hard way.
