Category Archives: #love
When I want to text you No. 3, “How bout them Mets?” Where are you? I can’t text you. And I only want to for selfish reasons. And you, Guy, Number 1, you know I’ve only thought of you once … Continue reading
I got to thinking about all the shit I’ve told myself over the years and what I’ve learned. I can’t leave my addicted, abusive husband. I did. I can’t pay this bill this month. I did. I can’t move my … Continue reading
Closed on my Tennessee house. I’m officially done with Tennessee. For now.
I’m once again residing in the great state of Kentucky. Even though I begin work tomorrow I have never felt so homeless, jobless and uninsured. Might as well add alone to that mix. Yes, I’ve moved closer to family but … Continue reading
Some nights you just want to cry and be held. Other nights you’re reminded of how lucky you are to be alone. Fucked up world, isn’t it? But we’re alive aren’t we?
I’ve been the sole provider for these two boys for 2 years. (Don’t forget I have 2 dogs). I make decisions for 3 people. Jackson turned 8 yesterday. Jake is 5. Their father died when they were 5 and 3, … Continue reading