Taking more time to find me again. Wish me luck.
Writing prompt: This is week 14 of writing for all involved. Write a post about the week. She was fourteen weeks pregnant when she finally accepted the fact that her ex was nothing but a disappointment, a dispicable human being who had no decency left in him. And it hurt her like hell to realize… Continue reading 14 Weeks
I didn't think about you tonight. For hours I focused on myself and not once did you pop into my head. And I was fine. The past few weeks I've been fighting an internal battle with myself, missing you one minute and hating you the next. I've gone from regret, to sadness, to acceptance back… Continue reading Oh & not to think
I've spent most of this year learning to be patient. It wasn't easy and to be honest I'm pretty sure I'm still learning. It's not easy and I don't really like it but the point is I'm trying. I'm trying to do what's best for my children and I. To be honest, making decisions terrifies… Continue reading “Sometimes the shit life throws at me gets a bit heavy…”
I keep having minutes where I miss him. I know it's a normal part of the steps to being a survivor of domestic violence, but I don't like it. I get sad for a minute or two sometimes throughout the day, but I think I've discovered the way to get over that. I have to… Continue reading Taking it Day by Day
Last night, I took my daughter to her first dance- a 70's themed father-daughter dance. Yes, I took her. We had a great time. We danced, Ariana played with her friends, we had snacks, we took silly pictures. It truly was a fun time and I am glad I got to experience her first dance… Continue reading Ariana’s First School Dance.
And to be honest I could be wrong and I never really thought about it until today. And I'm not even going to say what's really going on in my mind due to trolls however... I find myself wishing this year never happened. I want to erase everything from January 1st onward. But then again… Continue reading Here’s something no one knows