(With apologies to both Led Zeppelin and Stevie Nicks)
Last week, I did the hardest thing I have ever done, but also the most necessary. For seven years Builder has treated me as an indentured servant and housepet. When he has a bad day, he takes it out on me. Last week, I left him. Now, as I prepare to navigate the world on my own and rebuild my life, I am dealing with orders of protection, custody petitions, family court, attorneys, and wondering if I will stay in Brooklyn or if my journey will take me elsewhere. I may not post too frequently, but I am still thinking about my blog community.