Trish’s response with some hope. Thanks for participating!
Shattered. In mind, body and soul.
Struggling to find the strength to carry on.
It feels like I’ve been in a car crash.
No warning. The joint accounts are wiped. My BFF turned on our 20 years of friendship, for a man. Mine.
To top things off, he left his grotty skateboard on the front steps of our apartment, which I tripped over as I left for work this morning.
Fuck it all!
I need to find the strength of a lion, my inner tigress.
I weakened in the gaze of a man, enfolded in his virile, very masculine strength. I forgot that I am woman, and I can roar, stomped down on my voice, waved off concerned friends, placated worried family.
As I wait in the emergency ward, sitting on a bed, sewn up and drugged for the pain, I ponder. And reach the conclusion that I gave up…
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