This will be an unhinged post, so fair warning. On May 22, one of the worst chapters in my life ended. I was honestly happy, although it didn't require his death; he just needed to be the fuck out of my life. This letter to him… is raw emotion, so you have been warned. Dear …
Continue reading Nursiepoo’s grieving…
Yeah, you read it right, out of spite. I spent 27 years with my partner, later officially my husband. Honestly, from the beginning, I am unsure how we ever made it other than we both had parents who were of the "make it work no matter what" generation. Besides, his parents are Catholic and …
It's been a minute, and in the past two years, both nursie poo and the castle have changed. Let's catch up. We were sorta of, kinda coming out of the more significant part of the pandemic. The pandemic screwed up life as we know it in ways, we are only now seeing two years later. …
No, not me. While I have been and have even spent time on the inpatient psych unit, I am not currently even remotely feeling that way. To be honest, it took a bit to sort shit out, and while I was improving, It took some effort. Of course, I know people think I am still …
