I ghosted my therapist. Cheated on her, perhaps. Saw other people behind her back. For real, though … After the “break” and my subsequent...

Today, I bring you the Anxious ‘Nothing Burger.’ I texted my therapist yesterday afternoon, and she did not respond. I have thought about...

Due to my blog receiving higher traffic than usual, my therapist (two sessions ago) encouraged me to keep writing as frequently as I...

I have shared this anecdote multiple times, because really, it’s too funny just to tell once, but this time, it’s relevant. After my and...

My boyfriend and I have nothing in common. With my former partner, my god, it was so easy. We were both passionate about sports, probably...

If you asked my entire family to describe what living with me is like, "easy" it not the first word (or 100 words) that would come to...

In eighth grade, I looked up the lyrics for "Sugar We're Going Down," wrote them down and memorized them for the school dance. I was...

Preface: I wanted to provide some clarity. The title of this blog is an objective fact. He did indeed file for annulment and did not...

When I was going through the trenches of divorce — which included moving out of my home, finding new living arrangements, taking extended...

It has been a hot minute since I have written or published a blog. Honestly, I have not had much to write about ... This post is going to...

Brad and I have done all work possible to prepare to move in together successfully (at least I hope). We have discussed finances and...

I did not understand EPCOT. I was fully prepared for a bunch of rollercoasters (despite not liking them much).There was a lot of...

Some other time, I will go into the gritty, heartbreaking details. Today is not that day. I just want to share a quick story. There is a...

I accomplished something today that I feel I wouldn’t have been able to accomplish a year ago … at least not without losing significant...

It was at Harry Potter World where I developed a heightened sense of awareness regarding accessibility. As someone who works for a...

During the divorce, I gave up the house. There was not a single part of me that wanted it, despite buying it less than a year prior,...

Orphan Socks a poem in six parts [k i t c h e n] Sometimes I describe my brain as a scrambled egg, you have the smallest frying pan. You...

Part I. As we approach April (which has nothing to do with the timeline of my divorce), I am overflowing with feelings of gratitude –...

I was afraid to start a blog because I have tried blogging before. I build the website. I write one blog. I never blog again. My track...

The date was February 21, 2020. This was posted to our volunteer foster page: Alright compassionate, loving, kind friends ... I have a...