What a long month in the forest. I was just trying to get out there again since my divorce. It’s been three years since he cheated and I have just been wondering what I did wrong. All of my friends that I have left after secluding myself for these three long years, pushed me to do this week long “ find yourself again “ retreat in the forest. Oh did I find myself I smile for the first time as the paramedic checks my pulse. I was the only survivor.

Six weeks ago….

Another box of tissues, a pint of Talenti Mediterranean Mint Chip Gelato and a rom-com. This was how I was going to spend my Friday night after my week of work.

I am volunteer coordinator for Never Losing Hope food kitchen and food bank. The only people that I coordinate are church groups acting like they are giving back as they post self absorbed selfies with the less fortunate on social media or high school students wanting to show they are full hearted and giving people for their college application. My god I hate this job.