Pain is not the enemy but the light over the path to growth. Despite the chaos, I am grateful to Painter for opening the door to this life and this experience. I continue to love her from afar and want the best for her.
69: Thinking of You
64: Gifts of the Season
I'm not ungrateful. Painter's gift is really a reminder to myself that she is not who she pretends to be, and because of that, I owe her nothing but time and distance.
58: Four Years of Stories
Four years and time marches on.
50: Stories of Blame
Painter sat at the defendants table and announced with absolute certainty, "This is all your fault." And I wonder, "Which part is my fault?"
48: Stories of Gratitude
As I was sitting in court yesterday listening to opening statements, listening to accusations, and answering questions, I was overcome with gratitude.
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