This mother fucker really knows how to keep me pissed the fuck off.  Why do I still think he can be a friend to me after he’s treated me? How did he become the victim in his head?? He was the one cheating on me for two years with his ex-wife. But I‘m the crazy…

 I finished a book that, again, resonates with me on a different level. “Listen for the Lie” by Amy Tintera, a murder mystery thriller. No, I haven’t killed anyone, no one has died, Yet. At the end of the book, if you haven’t read it stop reading, she points out many big facts that resonates…

The bad part about…well, everything in my life right now, is not knowing anyone around me. I get on Facebook Dating for “causal friendships” and find people are literally only want me for my looks. I have given my number out four times, only “Daddy” has used it to his advantage. The other three try…

I started a new show in Netflix, “The Big C”. It’s only got four seasons, but they did a damn good job of the show. I beinged watched the shit out of it these 6 days off work. Last night I finished it, not realizing it was a full moon. The gist of it is…

I did get a SnapChat from Chad, my cousin, saying that he told my mom to “shut the fuck up”, I couldn’t be more proud! It had nothing to do with Trey, since he didn’t partake in Thanksgiving with my mom. Not sure if he did anything different than sit on the fucking computer all…

I have good days and bad, today is probably week two without my antidepressants, strictly THC at night. I still feel nothing about selling my house, now supposed to close in three days, hopefully. I still get frustrated that I couldn’t get the house to work with, well, anyone. I originally got it for Trey,…

I think to myself “some day we can be friends just like Chad and I are now”. In reality, I doubt that will be possible. I looked at that man as my husband more than Dave, who I actually married. How can we go from friends, to lovers, to together forever, to nothing. We can’t…

I can feel myself wanting support, emotional support, and I can’t be dependent on anyone emotionally. I still think of Matt all the time, curious if he’s ok, if he’s as miserable emotionally as I am. Not that it matters, we obviously can’t make it work.  This makes me want to crawl back into a…

You know how when you’re young and you get your first orgasm, its intense, like a lighting bolt through your entire body orgasm? Well, I have came a lot in my forty years, not once had I ever felt like “my water broke” during one. Not kidding you, I had the BIGGEST Craziest orgasm ever…

Let’s first start off with, he got me a gift, a gift I never saw cuming, pun intended. After us just talking, he went and bought me a vibrator, a sexual toy to pleasure me, not him. A man has only known me a week and knows more about my sexual tension or drive more…