The art of dating when you are in your 40’s is a perilous, soul destroying mission. I blame my misfortune with men on the 'fairy tale factor'... That never ending belief that love conquers all and that one day a prince will come.
Reality isn't even close to the fairy tale. Especially when the prince doesn’t just come with baggage – he comes with a bitter, money grubbing ex-wife clinging to his back like a hump.
Tuesday, May 1, 2018
Wow. How easily depression begins!
Okay... I was a project manager. Now; I don't know what I can be!
Every job I've been for I talk myself in circles! Stupid brain damage! I can do it; I know I can! But how are you supposed to when the panel won't give you a job because you seem like a half wit!!!!