Alcohol, Cocktails and Other Adult Band-aids
On drinking as a coping mechanism to get through evenings with mr horrible, waiting for the divorce to be final.
In search of the thirtysomething mom
Newly divorced in Texas, looking for other thirysomething moms with teenagers. Can't find them anywhere. Turns out they're too busy scraping a living to have time to meet me.
Passive Aggressive
It might have been easier to leave if he'd used his fists. Passive-aggressive abuse is harder to name, harder to prove, and harder to leave. Written April 2013, still processing.
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.
