Thursday, December 17, 2015

Medical Insurance Company Complaint

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

I really imagine I'll be alone when I die.

I feel like I've been alone most of my life. Just on the outside of being understood and really loved. The pressure to be perfect in an imperfect world.

Have perfect control of your diabetes.
Be the perfect understanding wife.
You're not the ideal mom.
Nag! Ungrateful! Disrespectful!
I didn't raise you to act like that.
Stop cussing, slut mouth.
You have no reason to be angry and depressed. Get over it!

STOP!   BREATHE!  

LATHER!   RINSE! REPEAT!

~EP