Why Breaking Up is Easy To Do


I know I haven’t been sharing any of my stories lately. And that’s because some ish went down and I had to handle my business. Mr. Traveler, the guy I was dating, and I have gone our separate ways. After that I had some attention whoring readjusting to  do, and then Thanksgiving came, and then I got the fucking flu which forced me into involuntary seclusion. While bedridden and dying, I was visited by three ghosts, I was forced to re-examine what the hell happened and what is going on my life in general.  I would have rather died quietly in the middle of the night instead of having my own personal “A Christmas Carol” Moksie style the inevitable soul searching that comes when you are by yourself for long periods of time after a big change in your life.


What happened?

There comes a point in…

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