Grab Your Emotional Baggage – It’s Time for a Guilt Trip!
My son asked why I don't cook at home anymore. I had three hypotheses: post-divorce rebellion, depression, or all of the above. Pack your emotional baggage it's time for a guilt trip. Let's go!
For Once Let Me Lose Myself…
I walked out of my marriage but I'm still trapped inside it. I found a man exactly like my father. One day I will be free.
Happy Divorce!
One year divorced and I'm not nearly as traumatized as I expected. Turns out getting busy living is a better strategy than crying into your pillow. Happy divorce to me.
My Flippin’ Do List
List-making as a survival skill, single motherhood, and finally getting credit for the work you were always doing alone.
Miss Me, Miss Me Good
It is 2014, the dawn of a new year and everything is going great until I get a text out of the blue that disrupts my calm… it’s a text message from mr horrible. What does he have to say to me? Something stupid about how he misses me and he wonders if I miss him. Dude, no.
