When Did We Become So Sensitive?

Or Am I Just Jaded? I was raised in a home where you said what you had to say; you got it off your chest and then you let it go. By the time I got to kindergarten, I learned that the rest of the world didn’t operate that way. Along the way, I received… Continue reading When Did We Become So Sensitive?

The End. Period.

Is there someone else? When did it start? I should have known you’d cheat, you bastard; who is he? How did I not see it. I didn’t want to see it, I was blindsided . . . or so I thought. The truth is, there were weeks and weeks of deafening exchanges, changes in patterns,… Continue reading The End. Period.