With just enough liquid courage coursing through my veins to take the edge off – but not too much to make this easy – I sit on the arm of the love seat a couple feet away from her. After a good ten minutes of internal debate, I just blurt out without even looking at her ‘I want a divorce.’
She responds ‘Ok that’s fine, we just need to get out of debt first…’
So with that, I find myself where I am. I am immediately set at ease by the fact that I don’t have to have a long, dragged out debate on what went wrong and what we can do to fix things, and I am quite happy. It’s not until the next day that the ridiculousness of her response hits me. She didn’t even ask what went wrong, or even why, she just wants me to bail her out financially. I tell her that that is not an option, as I have too many plans that I can’t wait around for.
So it begins. I think I know where this story is going to end up, but I’m not exactly sure of the journey or how I’m going to get there. I’ve enlisted The Wingman (more on that later) to assist with editing and design, and you may hear from him every once in a while, but for the most part he’s in the shadows cleaning up typos, grammar, and formatting the site, because I’ll be honest, chances are I’m very drunk while I’m typing. Take now for instance…
For me, this is more of a therapeutic forum for me to look back on where I came from, how I got here, and how I can learn from it. Who the fuck am I kidding, this will be some funny ass shit that will make you laugh, because I know if it happened to anyone but me, I’d be laughing at them too. I am what even my best friends call ‘a fucking trainwreck’, so sit back, relax, and enjoy this fabulous disaster.
Take a look at the Cast Of Characters for a quick look at who’s who.
