I cannot for the life of me get a good positive groove back.
I am obsessed with nit picking and obsessing on the negative.
I am pretty sure I am in the middle of destructing my relationship with J. I have been cold, passive aggressive, frustrated. Continue reading “Blegh.”
Dear Broken Rock Bottom Heather,
It feels bad.
The walls are closing in on you. The walls have closed in on and you crumbled around you. The rubble is burying you alive. You are suffocating. You think you are alone. You cannot trust anyone. Not even yourself.
All you can hear in your head is his voice. Telling you over and over how you failed your marriage. Continue reading “Letters I will never send: Broken Rock Bottom Heather,”