I don’t pretend to be perfect nor have I ever pretended to be anything that I’m not. And sometimes I use my blog to vent because writing is therapy for me and I’ve said that from day one. I do need to learn how to manage my hate for her though. Or for any monsters. I deleted my last post and I’ll put it in a poem instead. I’ve stopped apologizing for having a heart and she made her bed so now she has to lie in it… And lying is what she’s best at.