From the Files of the Pain Curator

I decided that I must be a Pain Curator. I might have been born to have this job. I’ve pretty much spent my entire life intrigued by horrible stories, and now, trying to survive a horrible story. I’m not sure why. Maybe because I’m super nosy, and a kind of unlucky. Or secretly a sensitive person. I don’t know, but pain manages to find me. Or I find it. Maybe a little of both.

Today’s exhibit: the ugliness of single parenthood after your husband has the nerve to die on you and leave you with 3 kids.

My first venture into the audio world:

Caution: use of profanity, a bad attitude, and very amateur recording skills. I apologize for all three offenses in advance. I’m tired.  

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  1. Carmen

    Single mother of three- 14,11 and 8. My husband died in 2014. It does suck! And mine are easier in a todlerzilla sense and getting harder in a teenzilla sense. I feel your pain and I’m so sorry, for me too. I don’t know the answers either but we are doing our best and that’s all we can do. Thank you for sharing your pain. It helps to know I’m not alone.

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