Choose to be kind or GTFO.

I’ve been sitting on this post for about 24 hours, trying to find the words that perfectly reflect the intent behind it–an intent that does not involve resorting to shouting obscenities from the rooftops, despite how crushingly infuriated I absolutely feel.

Choose to be kind.

Continue reading Choose to be kind or GTFO.

Advertisements

I am no longer a wife.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been here.  A lot has changed.  My blog title, description, and username no longer have any relevance, and eventually, I will change those things to reflect that.  For now, they remain, because it was hard enough to get here in the first place–writing is my coping mechanism, my therapy, though; this is where I need to be. Continue reading I am no longer a wife.