Monday, The Boy turned 12. I know, I can’t believe it either. Like, I – a single woman – have willingly put a broke ass short man’s needs ahead of her own for 12+ years. Willingly. Bonkers. I’m still not sick of him. What’s weird, is that it never felt weird. Life is insane and […]
Fine “Fine” is such a dirty word to describe your mental health when you’re struggling with it. Quite literally a four letter word. Every time I say I’m fine, I am basically saying “f*ck you” to my emotional issues. I say “f*ck you” so damn much. It’s easier this way since I don’t “look” depressed…whatever […]
Some of y’all may be pretty familiar with my bad dating luck. It’s not exactly a secret. But in all fairness, it’s not always them. Sometimes I am the lemon.
