Alliances

 If life was a game....I would be dead. Probably. I've recently watched Beast Games where people take risks, strategize and build alliances. The thought of alliances does not bring about any kind of happy or positive feelings. It just doesn't naturally come to me but at the moment, the thought is repulsive. 

Let me fill you in on where I have been. Let's just say.....oh, boy. I could write a book. Let me sum up my last 5 years in 10 short sentences. Seeing injustice. Bull horn. Border Patrol Agent. A political party. An old man throwing a USB in my face and telling me that no man will ever want me in an attempt to get under my skin but in the back of my mind I knew the Secret Service Agent who I had sex with in my office a week ago... wanted me. Getting more fit than I have been in a long time. Talking to thousands of people. Crazy jealous bitches. Recognizing that I was exploited. Death. Death. Death. Betrayal and loss. More betrayal. A little more betrayal. Employed by the government. To be removed a couple weeks later because a woman standing up to her stalker is an inconvenient image. Meeting the only man that has ever felt like home. Listening to his house fire of drama. More crazy bitches. Marrying him anyways. Now my house is on fire. Getting fatter than I have EVER been.  And here we are. You are all caught up.

Oh, what? That was more than 10 sentences? Yes, sweetie. That's why we never. Fucking. Trust. People.