What The Ever-Loving Hell

Life and love have been quite the roller coaster. My Mom, being abused as a herself as a kid, was mentally and emotionally abusive to me. Then, just so I would never lack for reasons to go to therapy, she joined a strict religious cult when I was two.  I left the cult when I was 28 and, per the cult's instructions, my family and all my friends completely abandoned and rejected me. So, that was fun.  As you might imagine, I was very vulnerable at that point. I met a charming, smart, successful man whom I married and stay married to for 20 years. He turned out to be a narcissistic psychopath with a fondness for bashing my head into things. Good times.  The truly wonderful news is that I'm free now. Free to live and love and just be. I share on this blog what it took to get to that place. I write about my thoughts, feelings, and occasionally a few wacky ideas. I sincerely hope some of it appeals to, helps, or at least entertains, you.