These are post scripts from my life. I 'write' them down as I remember them. Someday, one day, I'll read through my own blog, maybe I'll learn a thing or two from my own experiences by then.
5 DAYS OF THERAPY, 23 MORE TO GO. LET'S SEE WHAT HAPPENS. I HATE SEEING HER THAT WAY. I don't show it. But it's true. I'm a bad lover. Even to my own mom.