Sometimes, It’s Hard to Go Home

I'm the betrayed spouse. And, sometimes it is hard to go home. I believe it is important, even if only for my own benefit, to describe this phenomenon I experience from time to time. My home is MY HOME. I love my home. It isn't perfect, and it is a mess. It is a constant... Continue Reading →

Gray Clouds Roll In

The gray clouds roll in from the distance, like a storm I can see is coming.My mind's eye watches closely, as the sun fades away to nothing.I can't outrun it. I feel guilty for not trying.I try so true to smile, while my foggy brain is lying.If you see me, please don't try to help... Continue Reading →

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