Yeah, I know. It’s seems out of season. But this is such a powerful, honest piece of writing from Samara that I need everybody to enjoy stumbling upon it as much as I did… Grace comes in the most unexpected moments, and our lives can change forever…
Kids – who needed them?
They drained your bank account. Destroyed your dreams. Sucked the life right out of you.
Every time I saw an overzealous mommy delirious over her mewling poop machine, I knew it HAD to be an act.
I was living in New York City – the epicenter of EVERYTHING. I milked that shiz like Bernie Madoff at a Ponzi scheme party.
I hobnobbed with pseudo celebrities. My love life was restricted to musicians or DJs, because life outside the velvet rope was not worth living.
Saturday nights – dress to wicked perfection and head out at midnight. Nothing fabulous starts in Manhattan before 12.
Sunday mornings, I put on my shoebox-sized sunglasses and walked out of a club into pink hued dawn. Stepped meticulously over crack vials and used condoms and went out for mimosas.
Taking care of ME was a full-time job. Plants died in my…
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