Hey ladies, welcome to the blog! I guess I should give you a little background first so you get a sense of the kind of girl I am and how I got here. I’m a 39 year old East Coaster with that city girl attitude and at times quite a potty mouth. I’m sure you will see that come out in my blogging! I apologize in advance but hey, I say it like I see it.
I met my ex husband whom I will affectionately refer to as “D” (you can use your imagination as to what “D” stands for) from here on out when I was 23. He was several years older and successful in his trade. He had his stuff together (so I thought) and seemed stable. Again, so I thought. We dated, moved in quickly, got married, had kids….you know the story. I don’t want to bore you with all the crummy details of my failed marriage but needless to say, it was bad. Most likely if you are reading this, you know how awful or at least have an idea of how a loveless and dysfunctional marriage is and subsequently, how devastating the divorce can be.
I took the first six months after my divorce to recover and recoup. I seriously felt like I hadn’t slept, ate or smiled in a year. Once I got my faculties in order, I figured I was ready to get out there and start dating.
And so the story begins…..