I was displaying toxic behavior. I wanted to cancel this bitch, without even trying to understand her. Lemme tell you that much like Jonah’s colon cleanse, humble pie tastes kak.
Category: mommy
Tollie Patrollie Part 1
So much has happened in the last month, but i would like to start with what has me all fucked up today.
Goodbye, Shana
I have had so many nights where I want to just run away for a little while. Get in my car and drive, and call my husband from a pay phone somewhere upcountry. But these fantasies, no matter how rooted in really feelings of entrapment are merely just that; fantasies.
Liar Liar (Pretty sure he’s on fire)
In order to remain respectful, I will not reveal this person’s name. From here on out I will only refer to him as ‘Naaier’.
Hiatus: Three’s a Shroud.
I decided to take the time to finish my trilogy.
Hiatus 2: I hate this too.
So, at 5.30am, I stopped my car outside of the corner shop. From my back seat, I could have sworn I heard laughter. The laughter sounded young; adolescent. I decided I must have heard something/someone from outside the vehicle, and as I let my passenger in, my stomach dropped, as I was overcome with a feeling of nausea and dread. “Hello Shana”, she said.
Hiatus: Hi, haters
You aren’t even going to believe what happened next.
The illusion of time
To summarise, the urge to shake my daughter to death and put her in the oven isn’t one that I would like to wear on my sleeve. I constantly have the daydream where I forget her in the car. I keep seeing myself drop her from the bed.
[BLOG]… and not a drop to drink…
I was told it was despicable and that I was using something as sensitive as pregnancy and the birth of my daughter to make money. 5000 shares later, I feel the need to respond…
Into a Housewife... 