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.
Lost in the Emotional Desert
I drove him to the eye doctor and sat in the waiting room alone. On the drive home I realized I felt nothing. Not anger, not sadness. Just nothing. In the emotional desert.
Married to a son of a bitch
He came home and complained his dinner was too hot. That unhappiness doesn't come from me. Trying to meet his expectations turned me into someone I hated. I give up.
A Cautionary Tale
The divorce papers had just been served when he asked me to stay. I believed him. I stayed. I hope I am not making a colossal mistake — September 2012.
Prom Nightmare
Pop quiz: your stepson tells you Monday he needs prom ticket money. The prom is Friday. There's nothing in the budget. His dad wants to say yes. You have to be the bad guy. Again.
