There really is no easing into this first post, it is what it is. This blog is about me. It’s about my life. My trials, my failures, my joy, and my heartaches. It’s painful, dirty, and complicated. It’s embarrassing, scary, and torturous. It’s the screams in my nightmares and the cries from my soul. But it’s me.
So…you know those neighbors, the one’s that I referenced in my original story? Did I mention that I live in a townhouse? No? Ok, well I do. And I just so happen to share a common wall with them. Cozy, right? Brings new meaning to the term “sleeping with the enemy.” Well anyways, I WAS
I was three. I sat inside my room listening to my “dad” drill a hole for a chain lock he was putting on the outside of my door. I remember sitting on the floor, wondering why no one loved me. I thought maybe I could pretend to be a dog. People like dogs. Dogs live
So last night I had a date. From the beginning I wasn’t very thrilled to be going on said date, but my friends keep setting me up with people because they are convinced that I am going to become an old spinster with 87 cats, so every once in a while I have to cave in
So it finally happened people. Now let me tell you, it was a looooonnnnggggg time coming. I have politely kept my mouth shut, nodded and smiled for the last 12 years. Today though, today I exploded. Now give me some credit that I didn’t yell, I’m not really a yeller, but holy hell, the pure
I went to bed hungry last night. It’s not uncommon for me, but it never gets any easier. I tossed and turned, hummed a little song to get my mind off of the fact that my stomach hurt, and debated brushing my teeth again, thinking that maybe I could fool my body into thinking that I
Step#1Have a guy friend over to watch like five movies on the couch and make him bring enough food for a snack buffet. Even though it’s totally innocent, still make him park two blocks away and sneak in the front door so that the neighbors don’t see, just in case he doesn’t go home (for innocent reasons
Yes people. This ACTUALLY happened. I seriously have the weirdest dates. Like the time that I showed up and it was WOMAN who was dressed as a man, but clearly, not a man. Now I’m all for gay/lesbian relationships, I just don’t want to be in one. I’m a little partial to parts that are
I seriously have the strangest life. Like my life is already weird and unbelievable, but then on top of that, my day to day monotony is anything but monotonous. Too illustrate this point, I will give you a run down of the totally abnormal stuff that happened just this week alone. (You should all know by now
So I just know you are all dying for a neighbor update, am I right? Am I? I am, aren’t I? Most likely. Anyways, here you go. You’re welcome. Soooooo, those two nutcases went ahead and got married! Good for them. Nothing like betting someone half your shit that you will stay together forever. Unless
Statistically, rape is the #1 crime to not be reported and one of the major crimes where women drop the charges. %60 of women do not report being raped and of the women that do, only %3 of the rapists will ever serve a day in jail. In this day and age of fighting for
Things that just make you ask why? Pictures courtesy of my phone. Why do they let people who obviously cannot read, be in charge of applying the door stickers at Target? Because I CAN read, and now I’m just confused. Why do they let people who obviously can’t write, write romance cards? Everyone knows that “shiv” is
My husband said he was going to the store... and never came back. It's been a crazy life that's left me functional enough to survive yet dysfunctional enough to make me funny. I'm living my life devoid of most social graces while single parenting two young children and I absolutely love it....most days.
