Almost a year ago, I wrote a post called The Myth of an Independent Woman. I was in a place where I realized people thought I was doing it alone but they didn’t see me struggling. And thanks to the… Continue Reading →
My mother must have something magical at that midpoint that serves as the meeting place where the lines of her thighs meet, because all three of my “Daddy’s” have had some stalk-ish moments when it comes to her. Unfortunately, she… Continue Reading →
Earlier this year, my mother told me I was the reason her relationship with my sister’s father didn’t work out. Those are probably the most hurtful words she ever sent in my direction. I’m an adult now and maybe I… Continue Reading →
Before I knew these things about these men I idolized them, Wanted to find men just like them. And as I learned of their flaws I also learned to be careful what you ask for.
Only thing I had of my Daddy’s was his face and some days even that’s too much.
Except when those daddies don’t become better men, those little girls feel like their magic is broken.
I could hear him through her blue tooth ear piece preparing a case like he works for Analise Keating.
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