Eight Years

The other day, my boss said that his son’s split from his ex was about eight years start to finish. Eight years before the harassment stopped. Eight years until they could finally relax and breathe. I have a solid six, almost seven years to go and with everyday I believe this eight year theory moreContinue reading “Eight Years”

Sleepless Nights

I go through spurts where I can’t sleep. When I can’t, I do my best to not let my mind wander. Sometimes, I can’t help it. Recently, I learned of a couple who found out one was cheating, actually the whole town found out that one was cheating. For so many reasons I cannot getContinue reading “Sleepless Nights”

The Aftermath

This week has been exhausting to say the least. After my son’s grad and him showing up unannounced over the weekend sent me into a place filled with fear, and constant worry about what this sudden unpredictability means. Immediately after, I went into self-care mode in attempt to recover from the weekend. I was runningContinue reading “The Aftermath”

When Will it End?

After the graduation (last post) I was so proud that things went off without a hitch, meaning he didn’t storm off, he didn’t throw a tantrum and he didn’t get into a physical altercation. It was still clear that he was trying to assert power in many instances, but I had prepared myself for thisContinue reading “When Will it End?”