I wanted to send her nasty messages on Facebook. I wanted to send an anonymous letter to her husband. I admit, it might be gratifying in the moment, but I would hate to get into a FB war with anyone. I am far too lazy to go down that road. I know once I do,… Continue reading Dear Other Woman
After cutting him off completely, he e-mailed me five days later. I cannot say that I wasn’t excited to hear from him. He wanted to know if there was any way that there would ever be an us again. I wanted to say no, but part of me wasn’t sure. I was sure there wouldn’t… Continue reading Enough Rope to Hang Yourself
When we went to our first therapy session, I never imagined it would turn into the Boyfriend Show. I liked the therapist. Although almost 40, she appeared much younger with her face made up and stylish blond hair. At first, he didn’t want to see her based off her profile picture. He didn’t want someone attractive… Continue reading Scorched Earth Policy
I wanted to help my boyfriend (well my ex-boyfriend) through this. Although I was angry that he had covered up the incident, I knew he would need support. No one ever believes a male can be raped. I thought it might be time to share a traumatic incident that had happened to me. “ ‘There’s something I… Continue reading My Secret
My Shining Ones, I hope you are ready for this. Stories of infidelity are a dime a dozen. I am grateful that you are putting your trust in me to break my life wide open. With all of my viscera hung out to dry, I will reveal all. I am adding real e-mails to my blog. They are sometimes… Continue reading After the bomb, what next?
Straight and true, my cryptic e-mail swiftly found its mark. On my doorstep within an hour, anxiety was radiating off his immutable face. I never realized how his emotions turned to stone during a crisis. You’d think he had been hardened by Medusa’s deadly gaze. I didn’t know how to react. Straight to the point I asked, “What happened?” I… Continue reading Elegy to Malefaction
As I cautiously traced my fingers across the 78 cards, I never imagined I would conjure the most ominous image in the tarot. You are guessing that I drew the Death card, no? Hollywood seduces you into believing a Candyland of curses will be unleashed when the Death card is drawn by the seeker. Even… Continue reading Ten of Swords
I am the Girl with the Octopus Heart. Last seen cloaked in a filmy black shroud, I haven’t heard from my Little Ticker since it went into mourning. Heartbreak must be excruciating for the octopus who has three delicate hearts. Do they all break at the same time? Do they take turns with the stronger supporting the weaker? Maybe… Continue reading Girl with the Octopus Heart
Girl with the Octopus Heart 