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I’ll See Your Divorce and Raise You an Abuser
A book I read triggered some reflections on the divorce and how it all went down. And something about a game of poker...
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Angry As I Wanna Be…
It is crazy to me to my mom is actually mad at me that I don’t feel sorry for my ex-husband. It’s crazy to me that she is actually criticizing the fact that I don’t have any sort of empathy or sympathy for somebody who has remorselessly killed two marriages and has shown little to no respect to me as a person and a woman.
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Stick a Sock In It…
I am thankful for the luxury of being able to do laundry from within my home. But I am reminded of another day when I was doing laundry.
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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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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.
