It’s hard to believe that I left my narcissistic abusive husband 10 months ago. As a matter of fact, the last time I left him I was gone for 10 months as well. I really hadn’t realized that till just now actually.
So much has happened. I don’t even know where to start. The present, the middle or from the very beginning when we (my dog Beevo and I) first arrived here in Iowa January 3, 2017?
I kinda wanna start with the present because I’m finally feeling comfortable with myself, my sexuality and with being free to be me, which is having an attraction to other women? Yeh, I said it. 😊