Staying In Abuse Has Destroyed Me I have been seeking treatment after treatment trying to kill this depression because it wants to kill me. Over two decades of psych wards, prescription after prescription and all the side effects and slowly loved ones pull away, why isn't she better. When I was 18 it started, the … Continue reading I’m Not Crazy I Was Abused for 25 Years!
If you are unhappy with your life... heck even your very existence, why don't you stop complaining and change it. You are the writer of your story. But my book is written, girl meets boy, it's love at first sight, you kiss and kapow! Fireworks shoot off into the sky filling every crevice of Earth … Continue reading You Begin a New Life, Till You Close the Book on your Old Life
There was a time when I refused to attend my family's Thanksgiving Dinner because I found out that my ex was going. Can you believe it? That was my blood family! It wasn't my fault that his parents and only brother died, he is the one who wanted to end the marriage so my family … Continue reading My Ex and I Are Going To Be Grandparents!
Once you click "send", it's too late...it is gone and you cant take it back. Tonight after 6 years apart I sent him a text, "Are you over me forever?" The question hung out in that cyber air, floating like a wayward deflating balloon a day too old. Not quite enough helium to make it … Continue reading Worst Question I Could’ve Asked My Ex
Trust me, I realize i resonate with the word "broken record". I try to brush it off but when I see my ex jump around running for his phone, dash out the door and answer to his girlfriends every whim...grrr it goes through me. How does one not feel inferior when you see that your … Continue reading You Make Me Feel Stupid When You Act So Gaga Over Her
Are you one of those people where it shows that you have been single for too long. Quick run to a mirror and tell me what you see. I did just that, and I thought, what if someone dashing prince in shining armor showed up at my door and said, "Darling, jump on my stallion … Continue reading A Date? Does That Mean I Have To Brush My Hair?