This is an anniversary I never planned. But I will mark it. As much as I'd like this day to just quietly slip by, it won't... it's screaming at me from every calendar I chance to look at. Something died on 2/12/12, and it wasn't only my marriage, but my innocence and trust.
I had already lived a full life and never considered myself innocent, and definitely not gullible. But the amount of scandal, treachery, lies, and cruelty that I have endured and witnessed in this past year is enough to make any of my previous hardships look like a walk through the park. Some day soon I may tell you the whole unbelievable story. It desperately wants to pour out, so that its darkness doesn't have remain inside me anymore. I imagine its inky black shadows emerging in words that leave me free of all that's plagued me since my
Take that February 12th!