PTSD sucks

PTSD sucks.  I mean, it really, really, REALLY sucks.  I'm trying to figure out how to explain it. It makes mountains out of mole hills.  Normal situations feel like 9-1-1 situations.  For example, seeing your ex's name on your Caller ID might … [Continue reading]

He came home.

MonoBoy came home.  It's been two weeks now and I haven't wanted to jinx it by announcing it.  I have no idea what brought him home, and I don't have the nerve to ask.  He came by one Friday night to get a tennis racket and stopped into his … [Continue reading]

“We” did it!

I did it! I did it! I mean, he did it! He did it! LoverBoy has been accepted into the Fighting Texas Aggie Class of 2020. Whoop!  After the roller coaster ride of college apps and resumes and shot records and ACT scores, it certainly feels like … [Continue reading]

Lots of stuff happening, not much of it good

It's been an eventful week.  First off, I got my car back today.  It's almost hard to believe that the accident happened five weeks ago.  Other than obsessively checking my review mirror to make sure no one is about to ram into me, I have pretty much … [Continue reading]

“What is you doin?”

After several days of depressing posts, I thought I would share a lighter story. Not a happy story by any means, but I'm able to laugh about it now. Mostly. A few weeks ago, I was driving home from work on a Friday. It's the same route I take every … [Continue reading]