It’s not what you do it’s how you do it
House.
Heart.
Hearth.
Hello and red.
My heart.
It’s not what you do it’s how you do it.
It’s not what you buy it’s how you use it.
My hand is not cold.
Almost two months after NY
I wrote this in a long document. Now it’s all here in one place. Horror unleashed. The hell and grime. May 2024 I leave her. I leave her for making me feel like shit in New York. I cried with diarrhea in every toilet. I braced myself to stop eating because her abuse won’t stop.then she got in a fist fight and I froze. I kept freezing… “ are you just going to stand there???” Yeah… I’m always doing something to piss her off. So then I hide. She hurts me and she gets mad at me crying and being quiet. Why aren’t you having a good time? She picks on everything about me I cant change, my eyesight, my crooked legs. My professional decisions, my friends, my son, My choice to be financially independent and free. I never thought that was a bad thing… I’m not productive and busy all the time by choice. I love peace and order and freedom to choose my time. And? I am not a loser. I pay all my bills. I write and flow and care and love and she doesn’t care enough to really know me. To re...
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