I’ve shared tips and told you how *I* do thing.
I told how we managed to save money by getting two gallons of milk out of one gallon.
I showed you how *I* learned to take off lids with one hand.
I have cried because of the overwhelming emotions I deal with. The grief. The pain. The joy. The revelry.
I never said this was the RIGHT way. This is it. DO IT THIS WAY AND EVERYTHING WILL BE BETTER. I want to kick my own ass for even typing that.
But this is my place. My little corner of the world. Welcome to Anissa’s Internet. I peed in the corners. This is mine. I say what I want. It doesn’t always sit well with others. That’s ok. I have no problem with people telling me they don’t think something’s right.
I do have problems with assholes.
This is my spot to be myself.
As goofy as I am. Using my words. Shining through the dark.
I’m really not sorry if you don’t like me. Feel free to get the hell out.