My stalker died last month. I outlived his threats and insults. For now, my triumph is a quiet one as I climb into bed with my dogs jumping in right behind.
I know I’m not perfect, and so perhaps it feels a little hypocritical to say Peace out to this succubus with the Coach purse. There’s a point though where my jaw is clenched, my eye is twitching, and I have to say 'Enough'.
I was told never to trust a woman with your man for five minutes. Women will sleep with your man. Women will wreck your home. Women will shatter your fairy tale romance to bits for sport. I believed this lie because I had women brazenly try to hook up with my then-husband like his gleaming ...
Many of us have been married. Many of us have been divorced and even remarried… and if you’re me, that would be married, divorced, married, divorced. Love may have left the building, but we know it’s just a matter of time before love kicks the front door down and takes us on another adventure.