Ultimately, I have chosen to accept my husband and our marriage with all their flaws. To make lemonade from this sour yellow lemon. [iframe style=”width:120px;height:240px;” marginwidth=”0″ marginheight=”0″ scrolling=”no” frameborder=”0″ src=”//ws-na.amazon-adsystem.com/widgets/q?ServiceVersion=20070822&OneJS=1&Operation=GetAdHtml&MarketPlace=US&source=ac&ref=qf_sp_asin_til&ad_type=product_link&tracking_id=wear06-20&marketplace=amazon®ion=US&placement=B01EQGOW8E&asins=B01EQGOW8E&linkId=46654e6b2713025ba11c4761118301ba&show_border=true&link_opens_in_new_window=true&price_color=333333&title_color=0066c0&bg_color=ffffff” align=”right”] [/iframe] As I write this, my husband and I are in the middle of what is proving to be the hardest time in our 11 years of knowing...
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My Father was an Alcoholic, and the Scars Remain
I am still unsurprised when men walk away from me without looking back, exactly the way my dad did, because, deep down, I know that’s what men do. (Content warning: domestic abuse) “I was born of violence and dissonance; it was not love that made me.” –1976 My father didn’t come to the hospital to...