Considering his propensity to make decisions without me, I thought it wise to ask questions. Seems that was not wise. I didn’t even realize I was kicking a hornet’s nest. Though once I did, I kicked some more. I had to ask twice before I even got an answer, though it was hardly an answer. He’s […]
My son was full of boy energy one night last week, and no amount of pleading through Skype stopped him from tackling his sister. It’s ineffective, every time. At least when we are together I can physically separate them and prevent accidental injury. Donkey was downstairs entertaining. No where to be seen or heard. Which is unusual. […]
He just likes to show his ass. But then, he is Donkey. Just the other day I posted my woes over him making yet another decision impacting the kids with no regard to co-parenting. He wasn’t finished with me. It’s been a while since I’ve posted one of his email rants. Partly because he switched […]
But it doesn’t matter. I might as well be talking to air.
I’d first like to say thank you to Melanie! I’d also like to express my story. I’d like to share a little about me. Also a little about what I felt convicted to write about. As a girl in her twenties still somewhat naive to the cruel world. I fell madly for my best friend […]
There are so many of us, so many. I believe the more we talk about it, the easier it will be for people to hear, the easier it is for people to hear, the more likely we are to really get something done about it. There are so many victims, and the overlap between victims […]
She Got Flowers She got flowers! It wasn’t her birthday, or any other special day. They had their first fight, and he said many cruel things that really hurt her. She knows that he is sorry, and that he will not say those things again, because he sent her flowers to forgive. She got flowers! It […]
Weekly Writing Challenge: Map It Out Donkey moved us a lot. There were only two moves that he didn’t initiate (1 to 2, and 3 to 4). We met in May 2005 and I left in August 2010. These are the general locations of where we lived together during our relationship. I haven’t included the numbers for […]