I Just Let My Hair

You Know, I'm Allowed To F--king Date, I Haven't Seen This Guy In Three Years. We're In The Middle Of A Divorce. For A Woman, She Has To Wait. For A Man, Who Cares? That's What It's Painted As.

But For A Man, It's Different. Like, Separation Can Take Years - It Can Take Years To Make Divorce Final. What Am I Supposed To Do During Those Years? I Think That's, You Know It's Not The *craziest* Thing, But It's Where A Lot Of Rumors Come From. It's Frustrating.

Part Of Being Married Is Knowing When Your Husband Needs Your Support.

I Can't Work Out And *not* Be Watching Or Listening To Music Or Something. I Also Journal A Lot. I Think Writing Is Super Therapeutic. And Then, Hanging With My Nieces And Nephews. Just Like Baking Or Doing Silly Stuff Like Jumping On A Trampoline, Doing Fun Things With Them, Pretending I'm Five With Them, That Makes My Day.

I Just Let My Hair Go - If There's No Hairdresser Around I Really Can't Be Bothered!