- You’ve been warned
- Life with a meth addict can be complicated
- The Past
- The Present
- The momsense
- The randoms
- Sometimes being a single mom blows
- Contact SingleMama CC..unless you’re an asshole in which case, don’t fucking bother me
- Till Meth Do Us Part…..formally known as The Book of Meth
- Wtf is the PIT anyway?!
Have you ever felt like you’re never alone yet, you’re alone all the time?
You find yourself surrounded by living, breathing people, still….. you’re so alone it’s almost a regret you’ve become accustom to.
I’ve always felt this way….the majority of my life
“They don’t get me” I’d tell myself.
I’ve often felt that was my problem but I was wrong.
It’s not my problem at all.
On the contrary, it’s their problem.
Chances are, if they don’t get me, I’m not going to get them either.
Why waste energy wondering why the don’t get me?
Why waste time trying to figure out that, yup, I just dont get them.
Why not smile and revel in the awkward excellence that is me?
Who’s to say I don’t fit the mold?
Perhaps, that mold doesn’t fit me.
I don’t think it’s not supppsed to.
I’m not going to waste a single ounce of energy trying to change what is already raw, real and true to me.
I’ll simply pop some pop corn, finish my smoke and watch the rest of the world try to fit the mold while I perfect pouring my own.