Hashtag #Grateful/#NotGrateful

Tell me what you aren’t grateful for in the comments…

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I usually hate these signs like the one above. The hashtag #blessed shit.

I’m all for me — #1. Yet, I will say this year knocked me over on my ass from a lousy breakup with my last affair partner. If I could write him a note at the Thanksgiving dinner table, it would be this:

Dear he-who-shall-not-be-named,

If you told me our ending would have been so bitter, I wouldn’t have believed it. Yet, it ended like an anvil on Wile E. Coyote’s head. You are the roadrunner. Meep meep, motherfucker.

I keep waiting to forget about you. Dammit. Hasn’t happened yet.

My only regret is that I should have known what to expect. I write about it, after all.

I’m still thankful for the good memories.

Thank you for being supportive of me and my writing. Thank you for being my cheerleader…