Schrodinger’s Loneliness

I need to not be alone today but I also need to be alone. I'm constantly on the verge of crying and the only people around are my husband and kids and I don't want them to see anything amiss and ask me about it. Writing doesn't seem to be helping me cope as much … Continue reading Schrodinger’s Loneliness


I try not to waste anger on my mom and the choices she made about how she raised me and educated me. Right now, though, it's a little difficult not to feel hurt, sad and angry. I worked up the courage to place a phone call to the Electrical Training Institute to clarify their application … Continue reading Venting