Seeing Double
My coworker got nominated for employee of the month after missing three weeks — possibly for being in jail. I called out for a sick child and got talked about. Same old double standard.
My So Called Summer – Part 1 – Riding the HOV Down Memory Lane
Drove back to Virginia to visit my BFF after a year apart. She'd changed after her stroke. I'd changed after the divorce. Absence did not make the heart grow fonder.
#WhyIStayed
Everyone was shocked when I divorced. No one knew because I wore a fake face 100% of the time. I stayed until the emotional abuse stopped being only my burden to bear. Then I left.
Tales of an Outsider
Nobody wants to hang out with the person going through a divorce. Feeling like an outsider at work, and the exhausting math of having nothing relatable to share.
Being Social is Hard
Newly social and tequila does not mix. Being social is hard. Lessons learned.
