Babe, I much preferred my life when you were in it. When it was our life, together. Everything is so […]
Month: August 2022
Don’t Kill Yourself Over It
Tonight is a really bad night, babe. Which is ironic, because I just upped my anti-depressant. Takes longer than that, […]
Stick With Me
Stick with me, today, babe. It astounds me how much easier life was when we were living it, together, while […]
I Miss You, I Miss Me, I Miss Us
When you left, you took me with you.
Controlling The Narrative
I woke up and decided about mid-morning that I was going to choose resiliency, today, babe. It’s just so fucking […]
High-Functioning Griever
I just caught Hugo chewing on one of the velvet coat hangers, babe. I called him a bad puppy (cuz […]