Firing Back

I bought a gun. It is a Springfield  XD semi-automatic, 9mm with a four inch barrel.  As I signed and dated the paperwork, I realized something ironic.  It would have been my 33rd anniversary.  Life is full of bizarre coincidence.  Feeling the weight of my new weapon in my hand  gave me confidence. I scored … Continue reading Firing Back


Whose the real Monster?

I think I was nineteen. We had decided to drive to Universal Studios in Hollywood. I remember how excited I was to go and see all the special effects and characters in costumes. Jaws was pretty popular and there was a coaster type ride with a shark lurching at you with all those jagged teeth. … Continue reading Whose the real Monster?


Unless you have been in the presence of someone with mania, you really can't understand the intensity of it. My former husband had bouts of mania often during our entire marriage. Of course, I didn't understand what it was at the time.  I guess I just accepted it as maybe not completely normal, but just … Continue reading Mania


Everything I did, he criticized. Everything I was, he criticized. Every hope I had for myself, he criticized. I enjoyed a lot of different games before him. It was fun to hit a tennis ball back and forth. He cured me of that by hitting me hard with a tennis ball and throwing his racquet … Continue reading Games


Every single thought in your head goes through a process before you have a visible reaction or speak a single word.  It doesn't matter how harmless or mundane the thought is.  You are on autopilot thinking and rethinking every possible reaction he could possibly have.  So your face is simply a blank mask.  Your eyes … Continue reading Robot