Chicken soup for the hormonal soul
It’s been one of those weeks. Hug it out, bitches.
Gone away
Six years ago, my grandfather died. He spent the last four and a half years of his life missing his wife. He visited the mausoleum, two miles from where they lived, at least twice a day.
He died five days before his 73rd birthday. His funeral was actually the day of his birthday.
In the next month, [...]
Looking back in anger
I am angry at you for defining yourself by choosing not to define yourself. For letting yourself exist by the people who control you. For allowing them to control you. For not taking the huge, momentous events in your life and learning from them. For bullshitting me instead of just telling the truth. For living [...]
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