Sometimes I write and write and feel like I've never really gotten to the heart of the matter. This blog is like that. I feel the message I'm trying to deliver, but my words feel inadequate, shallow, frivolous. I'll keep going, but I know that on some level I am blocking the root issue. Maybe … Continue reading Good Luck, Other Woman
children’s pain
I Think I’m The Problem
It's not a far-fetched idea, that I am the problem. I'm the one here with my boys, day in , day out. If they are on the edge, teetering between happiness and misery, isn't that my doing, not the ex's? He's not here to influence them - I am. And it seems that I'm … Continue reading I Think I’m The Problem
