Reclamation and fear

This weekend was about reclamation. I took back the road to Louisiana, with gas money purchased by selling my wedding ring ($60 – diamonds are worthless in case anyone was wondering). I listened to podcasts and music without anyone complaining about my taste. I let my mind wander and took in the national forests that he refused to drive through,…

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Dark humor

The best conversation I’ve had since the split: Checking out at Best Buy, pulling up my rewards account Is it under Austin?  No, Lacy Llana. Oh, here it is. Is Austin a relative?  Nah, ex husband. Would prefer him not to get those points.  …How old are you?  Old enough to have an ex husband.  I know, I know –…

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Closure

I got closure tonight. It didn’t come in a way I had expected, and perhaps there are still tears to come from the sucker punch I received, but I feel like I have a much fuller picture of the truth than I ever did. I was told that the dogs weren’t being taken care of. I opened up a conversation…

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Reality can suck it.

I’ve been told that now is a good time for me to give this blogging thing another shot. Forgive me if I don’t seem 100% bought into that idea. I have a hard time believing that anyone would want to read these words that I’ve got spinning around in my head, even if I manage them into a halfway composed…

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