No Pity Party Here
Some people just want to see the world burn. Some just want to get the invite to your Pity Party. Well, there's no pity party here.
Blogging for Sanity
So I can’t afford therapy. No surprise there. That is what happens as a newly-single-mom-on-a-budget! I can’t keep these feelings/thoughts bottled up inside… next best thing to having a therapist, I have decided, is getting all this stuff out via my blog.
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.
Facebook is so Yesteryear
I spent three years watching Facebook drama explode around a Navy discharge and a family readiness group coup. Then I defriended everyone involved. Very happily.
Keeping It Real
The life you have ordered is out of stock. This is for when you are living the life not advertised on television.
