Put the Tab on This Guy

You don’t get to have a bad day and call me with your typical bullshit to try to make me feel like my day to day isn’t suitable. My heart race didn’t change until you interrupted with your routine negativity. I wish you weren’t so unhappy. Unpleased with your day to day routine. I want…

In the First Degree

The new redaction of me is not going to go as placidly if I’m always second-guessing this relationship. It’s straight fucking disturbing to be looked in the eyes and lied to by a grown man as if he’s a child! Not your mother, doll. You’re not in trouble! I stand five foot, five inches. But,…

Projectile

In today’s culture, if you talk about how hard motherhood is or the toll housework takes on your body, then you’re showing weaknesses. I say Fuck That! Talk about it because it’s crucial for survival in your own life. If I were to admit the amount of coffee I’ve drunk in 24 hours, one might…

How the Fuck?

Train of thought… “laying next to you and not touching you. Not knowing if we really will be okay. Feeling like I’m lying when I tell the kids that I’m going to write out the fucking grocery list” The new current state of living: a bipolar emotional shit show with a man that keeps running…