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“Let’s Talk About Sex Baby”


Ok, for my American counterparts, I have that really awful song by Salt N’ Pepa running through my head. “Lets talk about sex baby, lets talk about you and me, lets talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be, lets talk about sex.” Last night I ran a support group

My Ex Is What Happened To My Face


My second surgery yesterday went great, couldn’t have gone better actually. Today I woke up and albeit sore, bruised, and swollen, I actually feel somewhat like a human being again. So…I decided it was time to venture out of the house. Well, “decided” might be giving it a little bit too much credit, but lets

I Went To Bed Hungry Last Night


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

This was done too me, not because of me


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.

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  • But, Instead March 5, 2019
    Yesterday was long. Actually, the last few weeks have been a bit stressful, because you know, life. My husband was in a serious car accident, that miraculously left him uninjured, however my car was completely totaled. Do you guys remember that blue car with the racing stripes I got as a single mom? I’m going […]
  • Seven Years Of Abandonment February 12, 2019
    Seven years ago today, my ex left. Seven. Years. It’s weird, how time moves. There are days when I think of him, and it feels like just yesterday he was still around. Like I could walk around the corner at the grocery store, and see a different husband standing by our cart. Or I could […]
  • I Don’t Always Fight In Ikea, Except For When I Do. January 8, 2019
    She came looking for a fight, so she got one. A few weeks ago I found myself standing in a tile shop, searching for tile to be used in our new kitchen back splash. We hadn’t yet closed on the house, but once we did, The Guy and I were going to try to bang […]