#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.
You’re Such an Ass, Your Butt Dialed Me
mr horrible butt dialed me and I got three minutes of him and his girlfriend planning their future. I checked — none of it was about me.
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!
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.
A Series of Unfortunate Events
Having served in the Navy sometimes feels like it happened to somebody else. Except for when life reminds me through a series of unfortunate events.
