• My So Called Life,  Rotting Roots

    Words Fall On Deaf Ears…

    I should have written the point paper. I was going to write a paper. I talked about doing this at length with my best friend over the phone. The intention was so I could say my piece to my brother without interruption or tangents. More specifically so I could keep a cool head about me. In the end I made a mistake and capitalized on an opportunity to have a dialogue with my brother about the current difficulties we have been experiencing since we decided be roommates. I should have saved my breath.

  • Thoughts and Ponderings

    Low Blow…

    Being told my contributions were negligible was a low blow. Anyone ever recall being told to their face that their efforts in a project were forgettable? Unnecessary? Pointless? A wasted effort? Try being told that by your husband and father of your children. If nothing made me want out of that marriage before, that statement certainly did.