First post. Be prepared for lots of swearing, lots of taboo, lots of shit I feel like venting. If you don't like it, don't read it! If it offends you, well, click away. You clicked here, so you're perfectly capable of clicking away. I'm a mom, but I'm not YOUR mommy, so my job isn't to coddle you or make you comfortable.
About me comes first, right? I'm a major depressive, anxiety-ridden, PTSD nutjob. I'm a laugh a minute, and try not to waste a minute of my life. I make fun of myself, and everything around me. I'm on some pretty major meds, am in some pretty intense therapy, and to top it all off, have a teenager and a three year old! I adore my dogs--two rescue bullies--a boxer and a pit bull, and I'm married to just about the sexiest man on the planet.
I hate this part. I sound like a dink. Just keep readin' the blog. You'll get to know me that way. This shit is like the beginning of a bad fucking date.
About me comes first, right? I'm a major depressive, anxiety-ridden, PTSD nutjob. I'm a laugh a minute, and try not to waste a minute of my life. I make fun of myself, and everything around me. I'm on some pretty major meds, am in some pretty intense therapy, and to top it all off, have a teenager and a three year old! I adore my dogs--two rescue bullies--a boxer and a pit bull, and I'm married to just about the sexiest man on the planet.
I hate this part. I sound like a dink. Just keep readin' the blog. You'll get to know me that way. This shit is like the beginning of a bad fucking date.
