One FaceBook Tantrum to Rule Them All… Once HomeWrecker had her little one sided conversation about me/to me/to herself on FaceBook to call me out, I decided to delve […]
HomeWrecker: Called Out on FaceBook (pt. 1 of 5)
And so begins a five part mini-series I’ve written featuring a front row seat to HomeWrecker’s deep love for ‘Selective Victimization’. Today, I will finally begin to give a complete voice to the tale bearing […]
Selective Victimization and You!
Selective Victimization: This occurs when an aggressor selectively chooses what part of the narrative to display to the world in order to appear the victim, while omitting the critically important part of […]
why did you make me care?
Why Did You Make Me Care? Beck Song Reader – Performed by Hey Ocean! Why did you make me care? Make me want you there? Leave my arms both bare And break […]
Director’s Cut: Drop the Mic, I’m OUT
Tonight was an out and out train-wreck. I found myself in the familiar position of being curled up on the edge of my bed, listening to the baby monitor, irrationally hoping to hear […]
Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.
I’ve known for some time that I should see a counselor. I’m not equipped to handle the ‘skein of fuckedupedness’ that I unwittingly attempt to untangle every day (shout out to the AMAZING Chump […]
The HomeWrecker Games.
The HomeWrecker Games And so it goes, my classy home-wrecking friend, I’m here, late at night, checking out Facebook again. I hope you’ve been practicing for ‘HomeWrecker of the Year’… They don’t […]
good luck exploring the infinite abyss.
There is unspeakable cruelty in the actions of narcissists who betray and bail without warning. It’s tough to expect others who think they have an idea of what you’re going through to […]
Let’s Get Low.
I don’t do ‘screw that guy/I will overcome’ music. I do heartbreak right. So, in that spirit, here’s the heartbreak playlist to end all heartbreak playlists. You must trust me on this. […]
Eyes That Say I Love You
When the night has gone cold and you’re standing so alone On the threshold of the rest of what you know When the fever has died out, turned a flood to a […]