Bitch Fest Part One

So apparently when shit is really on my mind, I do not blog.

I get upset, I get mad, I don't want to admit to anything.

Also, original blog, was a title that included motherhood, and all I do is bitch is about my personal life, apparently, it is time for a change.

I feel selfish, my life, is good in most aspects.

I have a man, and even though I lost my job, live with him and have two kid in the home, he supports them.

Really, why the fuck am I still complaining?

Weird, when you move in with someone, shit gets real, everything changes!  I guess that is the same in marriage.

Fuck me.  Literally, fuck me!  We aren't married, you are not a woman!

I should be happy.  I live in a beautiful house.  Actually, have a great friendship and lot of fun with Mr. Phd, he is messy, but I am learning to deal.  Is it really right of me to complain about sex?

I feel like a man!

More later, hard to write when he is sitting one foot away!