I moved out of my home to get away from a very difficult marriage. Since the day I moved out he: Closed all our bank accounts and put all the money in accounts in his name and when I protested he told me it was just “good business” Closed down all the credit cards (including those that [...]
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Okay, I’m going to be honest here. I had one year of freedom before I met my match at the ripe old age of 19. In that one year I went berserk, literally sex crazed berserk. An insanity born out of restraint, fear, desperation and pride which made me do some pretty crazy things to get [...]
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(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up. (2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the [...]
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Don’t be fooled by me. Don’t be fooled by the face I wear, For I wear a mask, I wear a thousand masks, Masks that I am afraid to take off, But none of them are me. Pretending is an art that’s second nature to me. But don’t be fooled, For God’s sake don’t be [...]
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We’d like to introduce you to Peggy, a friend of BITCH, inc.’s and her blog which we found to be so interesting and entertaining that we asked her if we could include it here in our site. Hope you’re as entertained by her “ramblings” as we have been. Enjoy! Monday, November 2, 2009 Dating Adventures [...]
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Dating “New Millennium Style” In the day….that wasn’t all that long ago, it all began with a glance, a brief look of interest from a guy we were attracted to or had a crush on. He was someone we knew from school, church, the local supermarket or perhaps he was the guy next door, down [...]
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I met a really nice guy today, he’s married. Now, normally, I absolutely and unequivocally draw the line at meeting married men but we both assured each other, over several emails, that this was going to be a “friendship” and a “friendship” only for both of us. When he asked if we could meet for coffee, [...]
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