I’m trying to get the energy to go to the gym. But I’ve been laying here crying instead. I’m sapped. … Continue reading TICB: I Hate Everyone.
Today I write because I’m in a shit ass shitty mood. And like every person on this planet, I hate … Continue reading TICB: A Creepy Blanket, Shit Mood, Humanity.
Seriously. I had a great day with J Sunday. We have been in this stagnate stage with my being so … Continue reading TICB: I’m So Fucking Happy
You know life is hard. And I know for sure it certainly is hard.
My little guy stopped sleeping through the night, and in his own bed. I know I am to blame but man this Mom stuff is impossible.
Yesterday I get a text Continue reading “TICB: My Kid Pooped.”
My two and a half year old just told me he loves his daddy. Normal. I don’t love him. But … Continue reading TICB: Kids Say The Darnedest Things.
This is why I hate being me some days.
I will have a mood shift in a minute. And before I know it, I am suppressing tears.
Crying is for extreme emotions right?
Not me. The wind could blow the wrong way and I cry. Continue reading “TICB: I Have No Effing Clue”
It is. Life is disgusting and twisted and if it weren’t for the fact that it is also beautiful and a wonderful gift, I would wonder why the hell we bother with day to day.
But what sucks more is sharing custody with your little baby boy. Continue reading “TICB: Shit is hard”