
I was a fiancé, a lover, a wife, a friend, a son, a daughter in law, a brother, a mother, a father.

Of course I had doubts prior to my actions. Don't we all? Should I do it? Let's be honest a moment, I know that coming from us, I have always been the liar.

Collateral damage is part of it. People get destroyed, lives get wrecked. The ripples start.

It's not my fault that people were hurt. It's not my problem that their lives were ruined.


Do you love me?

I am someone you know. Someone you love. This is what I have become.

In the school parking lot, at the Trinity River basin, anywhere we could park for a while.

Condoms tear in the violence of fucking in a small truck.

I think he's seeing another woman.

I'm only alive when I'm with him. I hate my husband. I hate him. I hate that I need him.


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