Drunken Musings of a Broken-Hearted Insomniac

My husband and best friend of 8 years woke up one day and decided he did not want to be married anymore, he did not want to have braces anymore, and he did not want to work in his clinic surrounded by “toxic” women anymore. Two years later, he has divorced me, got his braces off and moved halfway across the country to work in another clinic, though still surrounded by “toxic” women. He got everything he wanted. And I deteriorated. This is my story.

Thursday, October 20, 2016

Its 2:22am and I am not tired.
I have to wake up at 8am at least and work a very full day at two different jobs, but my mind is wired with where I'm failing in my personal life and where I'm failing in my new job and what I can do right now to prevent future failings.
At least I'm an awesome yoga teacher.
#cantsleepwontsleep

Drunken Musings of a Broken-Hearted Insomniac

Thursday, October 20, 2016

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