Picture from East Beach, Rhode Island
The anger wave is being replaced
By the wave of complete devastation.
The one that rolls over your body, 198 more words
Last night, someone dropped a bombshell that annihilated and destroyed the fragile resolve I had been clinging onto like a life raft. I sobbed all night, drowning in my own tears, and I am still weeping, overcome with a grief I have not experienced since The Forgiven One sank his knife into my back, twisted it repeatedly and left me to die. 156 more words
Pregnancy has got me sobbing noisily at, well, many things (I’ll save myself the embarrassment and avoid going into detail about my bawling episode when McDonald’s forgot to put the sweet & sour sauce with my chips through drive thru- I’ll never forget my husband’s eyes of absolute shock/fear, with a nervous little smirk as the tears fell from my cheeks, ha!). 722 more words