I keep telling him he doesn’t understand what it’s like to be the “Mom” me. He gets snippets. Quick bursts … Continue reading Operation: Toddler Proof My Boyfriend
So this morning went like this: 6:30: WAH WAH WAH WAH. Stupid alarm 6:31: WTF why is my ex texting … Continue reading Ladies and Gentleman: I have found myself a team player!
Warning: This is a ranting whiny relationshipy post. Sorry.
I’ve known this fact but denied it for months. I feel I can no longer continue my journey with J.
I wanted this to work. Not because it was convenient. Not because it was a rebound. Not because I need it.
I’m back in hurricane mode. I feel the storm turning churning and I can already see destruction in my wake.
November used to be my favorite. Pretty fall leaves, first snowfall. My birthday and Thanksgiving.
But now, Continue reading “Little Step Back.”
I wonder what my life would be like if I just did what he wanted. If I became the woman he was pushing me to be.
I wonder what life would like right now if I handled the cheating better. Sucked it up and forgave him blindly.
::Cue the fuzzy transition to the alternate universe:: Continue reading “Alternate Universe.”
Cliches annoy me. They roll too easy off the tongue and involve little thought. But they exist because they are mostly true.
They say that:
Home is where the heart is.
It’s like a stupid sign I would hang in the living room as a decoration. I had certainly bought into that idea without putting thought into. Like, yes my address where I live is also where my family lives. And until the divorce the idea of “Home” was simply a structure with walls and roof. A home was a thing you paint and fill. Something you pay for and something you can sell. Continue reading “Home.”
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”