I need to come to terms with the fact that my dream may never come true.
It was gradual at first, one red flag, then two.
While I didn’t realize it at the time, I made too many decisions based on his age.
There are people chatting, watching, drinking. Suddenly my inner show pony kicks in, I don’t want to lose them.
Content Notice: Sexual Assault
Infidelity was for assholes. Or so I thought…
Most people don’t understand why someone would choose not to drink anymore.
I just cried through sex.
After I found the messages and told him I was leaving, that’s when it started to get really bad…
It wasn’t like I intended it to work out this way.
I was irritated at the lack of knowledge, and angry, because this shouldn’t have happened to me.
It all began with adolescent me, a bathroom, and a box of tampons.
Does saying “I do” have to mean saying goodbye?
You need to be honest with yourself.
Once you’ve tasted the dark side, you don’t go back.
I was hungry for something, and he delivered.