This is My Story

Its 4:30am and I’m awake again. Fatigued, restless, anxious, nauseated. My mind spinning scenes I can’t escape, like being forced to watch endless clips of a pornographic romance film that I’m not in, and my husband is the star of. It never ends. I am shattered. He sleeps soundly next to me, relieved to no… Continue reading This is My Story

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The Pits

  One of the things that I did during the first month of this betrayal trauma disaster was research the stages of grief.  Alongside that I researched what the healing process typically is for women in similar circumstances.  I wanted a road map.  I wanted an idea of what to expect.  People kept commenting, “You… Continue reading The Pits