I instantly recognized the masturbating woman in my husband’s saved email file. I could hear her children playing in the next room. I could see her wedding photos on the wall behind the bed she was lying (and sometimes bent over) on. I admired her bed frame as she began moaning my husband’s name.  ...
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Everyone keeps asking me if I got laid last weekend at Camp Widow West Coast. No. I did not. Feel free to stop reading this if you feel the contents of this sex-less blog will no longer interest you. No, ...
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    In 2013, my husband John truly believed we were on the verge of an actual zombie apocalypse. When I am drunk, I laugh until I cry about this. The hype surrounding the immensely popular show, The Walking Dead, and ...
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I first realized I had superpowers about two months after my husband's death. I was out of state at a birthday party for a good friend whose other friends only knew me from a distance. Last they had seen me ...
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