ex husband
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What Would You Do?
 What would you do if it were me face down on the sidewalk instead of you? Ambaum Boulevard and SW 124th Street. What if I called you on a Saturday afternoon begging for you to come to me. An intersection, my only offering. Would you come for me? If my body couldn’t move because… Continue reading
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A Hundred Little Tragedies
“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.” – Carl Jung This is an update on my Ex, D. Fighting for his life. Today I became painfully aware that I have not truly grieved the loss of my precious identity and… Continue reading
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Where’s The Wart Remover?
Family. What comes to mind? Comfort? Craziness? There are a million words and feelings associated with that word. It’s a complicated dynamic that encompasses a lot of baggage. It’s like one of those 1000 piece puzzles. I am consistently “almost there” in understanding my family, then Aunt Catastrophe bumps into me and a few pieces… Continue reading
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Baggage Claim
Saturday morning, I woke up to the remains of a dreadful dream. It sounds crazy, but I remember feeling relieved that I wasn’t waking up from a using dream, which has been an almost nightly occurrence. I suppose being relieved that you have been shot by your ex-husband instead of having to fight over who… Continue reading