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.
Holding on for Dear Life
Song of the day that is my coping mechanism for the repetitiveness of my current life.
Why You Trippin?
A friend I barely hear from is suddenly blowing up my phone about a holiday visit. I'm less than enthused about meeting the significant other. I'm hoping I can keep the fake face to a minimum.
