Blah, blah, blah

I wonder when I became this blathering, bitter, twisted person? Ok, that is a little harsh, but it certainly feels that way. I can't seem to find peace in my head and everything I do seems mired in some sort of bog. No fucking forward movement. Of course this means I need to dissect EVERYTHING.… Continue reading Blah, blah, blah

F is for family – or so I’m told

It has been quiet around here for a while, and then suddenly all hell broke loose. It hasn't been exactly sunshine and roses in this house, more like storms and thorns, but this weekend proved to be the cherry on the cake. Thursday was not a good night. R and I ended up arguing again… Continue reading F is for family – or so I’m told