November 17, 2008 9:02am
The full moon hung in the sky partially hidden behind layers of clouds with indifference. The warm, humid air foretold of rains to come. And all of …
I learned from my mother, who stayed with a man who cheated on her repetitively for 26 years, how to be this way. And she learned from her mother, who took care of her alcoholic father.
I am a stuffer. And then, I explode. I don't get physical or throw things, just scream or walk out of someone's life for good when I get angry.
My sister was a drug addict, I've had many roommates that were drug addicts, and I spent way too long in a relationship with a drug addict.
I feel like a coil that is wound super tight inside both physically and emotionally about a week before my period and for a few days afterwards.
Living paycheck to paycheck and hoping fuel prices don't continue to rise.
