So apparently I have a stalker.
Hmmmm.... Sounds exciting right? Riiiiight!!!! Well it's pissing me off to the point my blood is actually boiling today.
I posted something I had written about my flailing marriage. I love to write. I love to write creatively. So I take my twisted, bent up emotions and try to make something beautiful out of them. It's always been a dream of mine to be a writer.
Well some "anonymous" commentor told me I was selfish and needed counseling.
Wow! Really??!?? Thank you. I appreciate the true sentiment. I really am quite blessed to have such amazing people in my life who care so deeply. It's too bad you're too big of a fucking coward to tell me straight to my face!
I am fully aware that I have issues. And had my darling husband not spent more than $200 on liquor at a lousy Bachelor party full of lap dances, prostitutes, and drunk idiots, I may have been able to afford to start therapy this month!
I know I need it. I'm the first person to admit it. Most days I want to run my husband through with the dullest blade in the house. Thankfully I'm not actually that crazy yet, and have self-control.
People who don't know what's going on in my life, need to back the fuck off. I don't tolerate crap like this from people I DO know. If you have something to say to me, don't hide your identity. Be human and just say it directly to me or stay the fuck off my blog!