Can it be that it was all so simple then? Or has time rewritten every line? If we had the chance to do it all again Tell me, would we, would we, Could we, could we? No no no, that is not what I meant to write, but as soon as I typed those words, … Continue reading Can it be…
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Lost identity
In the shower this morning I realized I am having an identity crisis. I have written so much here on my blog. I have spilled out who I am, what has happened to me both before and after I found out about my husband's secret life, how I feel about addiction, how I feel about … Continue reading Lost identity
Hospitals, our home away from home
Journal Entry: July 13, 2014 I cannot even count the number of times my husband has been in the hospital since I have known him. The first night we "slept together" he left for the hospital the next day. We were 20 years old, and sleeping together, in his single dorm room, turned out to be a lot … Continue reading Hospitals, our home away from home
try not to cry on my rainbow 