What defines me?

Cancer , A Dozen Kids , Life, Struggle

I wake up feeling like total dog poop this morning. The running nasty kind that once you step in you just can’t get off your shoe. Yea, it was pretty darn awful. So I took myself into a shower and I medicated myself as much as I could and still function. I decided that I …

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I can’t be anything but defeated right now. I worked so hard so fucking hard to walk away to buy the freedom I had been desperate for for years.  That freedom now feels like a death sentence. I ruined our lives. I am the reason everything is gone. I can’t lay blame anywhere else. We …

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Weds morning I woke to a text going off on my phone that my power was out. No big deal as the text also contained the time would be restored it was only a few hours. No big deal right? So I thought. I woke up the minions and decided that breakfast would be a …

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