My Bag

I had left my husband, but I wasn’t gone. I was being held hostage by the choices before me -take cover in an unhappy marriage or become a single mother again. I wasn’t brave enough to choose the thing that would set me free. Where I’m from, one of the worse things you could be…

Gratitude

So you want to remain friends with your “mistress” (I guess that’s what she was even though we didn’t make enough money for that title) and spend Thanksgiving as a family. I kept replaying this riddle in my head.  Why was I still entertaining this foolishness? This was, in fact, fuckery on another level. He…

The G-Code

When you are afraid, you’ll do anything to remain comfortable.  After a series of unfortunate events, my husband and I were living separately and “working” on our marriage, but I was restless. I wasn’t exactly happily married while he enjoyed the comfort of another woman. I just hadn’t gotten around to cheating given our other…

They Will Ruin Your Life

I was certain that I had done all of the things “they” tell you to do to make the fairy tale a reality. I went to college, earned a few graduate degrees, got married (twice for good measure), and birthed over the recommended 2.5 children.  So, how did I get here?  Here, on the porch…

The Beginning of Everything

I pulled up in front of the home that we once shared. It was a beautiful day in May.  Under normal circumstances, I would take a moment to appreciate the warm blanketing from the sun. Not that day. I was fuming! I’m sure he could feel the heat as I repeatedly knocked on the door.  I…