My life ended 2-20-2024. I am still alive, but I'm not living. When I stepped into that tiny high school, he saw me. He wanted to do anyth
Just a tally of my marriage so far. You don't have to read it, it is long. I'm just adding it to my socials since the entire ordeal changed me drastically.
I can't be the person I was with him anymore, but I can be kind and thoughtful, like he was.
I know no one knows how to help. If you feel like telling me you care or however you'd frame it is just lame platitudes, it's not. I know I've said some snarky things about saying cliche shit to me... So maybe I've scared some of you. But I also know the difference between a friend struggling to find the right thing to say and insincerity.
There's a reason my friend list on most of my socials is so small. I'm not conceited, just careful who I allow to know me. I'm blunt and corrosive and I don't hide when I'm in pain. Consequently, I pick fights often because I'm looking for answers, and probably come off like the community dumbass more often than not. But if you saw all of that and thought, "hell yeah." You're welcome here.
The other reason is because I pick fights and am corrosive and come off like the community dumbass, and most people don't like it.
















