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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.
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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.
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Krakatoa on the Inside…An Ode to the Death of My Marriage
I have been seething about the divorce for a long time. First I spent from June to September of last year in deep mourning over the death of my marriage. I cried, and cried and cried some more. I hate crying but I couldn’t help myself, nor could I stop.
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I was married to the “Bad Boy”
I was married to the punk snot nosed kid on the block. Growing up, there is always some boy in your neighborhood, kinda cute in a skinny upturned nose sort of way, but this kid has a bad attitude, he’s the bad boy. The parents don’t pay him too much attention, he’s always running the streets, he probably plays guitar, he lives dangerously. Rides his bike too fast, or drives a dirt bike when he’s too young.
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Lost in the Emotional Desert
It’s the day after Christmas and it almost feels like Christmas didn’t even happen. I miss my mom and my brother already, they took what little Christmas spirit I had with them when they drove away. They had to leave yesterday because my mother had to work today. I am so glad they were here, the kids and I really enjoyed spending time with them… mr horrible seemed more interested in playing Skyrim than he did in spending any time with me or my family.
