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A Work of Heart # 2493
Posted by: missconstrued on: September 14, 2009
Back when I was getting out of my marriage to TSS, I only knew that I wanted one thing: to get out. Desperately, whole0heartedly, and with the only thing that felt I had left. My life. I was stripped of dignity, self-esteem, and sanity in 11 short months. I imagine that I had that wide [...]
Perdidor
Posted by: missconstrued on: August 20, 2009
I can’t believe that it has been almost a month betweeen posts. I remember when this place was a cathartic haven for me. Thoughts, feelings, rants, raves. Anything to just GET.IT.OUT. I don’t know what has changed. I’d like to say that I don’t spend as much time in front of the machine, but that [...]
OH. PIN. YON.
Posted by: missconstrued on: July 5, 2009
Coming home again is always an interesting feeling. Exciting, painful, embarrassing, irritating, heart-wrenching, relaxing. All in the space of about 5 minutes.
Last night, for example, I went to a 4th of July shindig at a relative’s house. It was mentioned about 5 times how 10 years ago I was a completely drunk bitch to my [...]
Ass. You. Me.
Posted by: missconstrued on: March 3, 2009
You know that saying, right? Never Assume? Because it makes an ass out of you and me? Mostly just me. After I pulled my head out of my rear end and went home, dh and I sat down and were able to talk.
I asked him why he kept referencing times when I was still pickled (as [...]
Freakend Weekend
Posted by: missconstrued on: March 1, 2009
Infertility is not a pleasant topic, folks.
When it comes to couples discussing it, it’s a lot like unrequited love. Uncomfortable. At least, that’s how I feel.
Today at home, attempting to finish the paperwork with dh, we hit a glitch. SNAFU. Whatever. It said “sexual desire”. I said, “I’d say mine was low.” He started laughing [...]
Friday Freak Out
Posted by: missconstrued on: February 12, 2009
Whose idea was it to administer mindnumbing tests to children under the age of 15? Or even 18? Seriously. Bubble after bubble after bubble. The kids are grumpy and stressed, and I don’t blame them. Not one bit. Especially since tests are only a snapshot (not even digital) of how children are performing. There are [...]
How to Talk to Your Husband about Infertility.
Posted by: missconstrued on: February 11, 2009
1.) Get really riled up first, because octuplet lady (Nadya Suleman) has 14 IVF babies! 14!
2.) Read various news reports about her children – that she holds for 45 minutes each day, and wonder when she sleeps/works/studies/makes money to feed 15 people.
3.) Think that life is *NOT* fair.
4.) Look up fertility clinics in the Seattle [...]
Ridiculi, Ridicula…
Posted by: missconstrued on: February 2, 2009
Things that strike me as ridiculous at the moment:
1.) The media. Are we seriously still talking about Jessica Simpson’s jeans/weight gain? Lean in real close, I want to tell you something. Can you hear me? Are you looking at me? Okay, now get REEEEELY close, now, because I’m only going to say it once: GET!A!LIFE! [...]
Chewed Up and Spit Out.
Posted by: missconstrued on: January 2, 2009
I’ve been quiet forever now, it seems.
I had stuff going on in my life that I didn’t want to write about.
Oral communication, it seems, is not my forte. Hold your applause. It’s been a long time coming. This has been the equation of my life since the arrival of my relatives: Open mouth, piss off/hurt [...]
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