The Antagonist

I feel as though I haven’t written anything worth while in a long time. Not to say that my rants and ramblings are utter shit, but they aren’t moving and riveting pieces of writing that I am proud to present to a friend, let alone a co-worker. I started my blog as an outlet for…

What Was the Love of My Life

I feel like I should begin this post with some cliche about love; about this post being about the one who got away. But this is my story and I am the heroine. I am the protagonist. I don’t need to be saved. There is no need to pity me or feel sorry. I survive…