Home is Where You Can Take Your Pants Off
It’s been a while since the spring of 2017 has come and gone. This was a time in my life I will never forget. A time that I tell the people around me I almost died of unhappiness and despair. Everything that could go wrong did go wrong, simultaneously, like the atom bomb of life’s bullshit had been dropped and exploded creating the sloppiest most destructive mess all over the pillars of my life. High blood pressure, kids failing in school, abusive ex-husband, takers, financial distress, motherhood impossible, toxic intimate relationships, smoking way too much weed, lonely, tired and plagued by constant anger and a feeling of entrapment. I would love to be able to tell you that it was one event that made this mess like the bomb I referenced but I have to admit that it was years of various decisions, events that were out of and within my control, and numerous toxic relationships that landed me there.