Coffee and Breakfast: Day 1,546

Day 1,546 of my imprisonment and separation from the world and men.

No, you can fuck right off, I am not going on the Master cleanse.  If you thought about it, you would understand.

We are going on a diet, so it will be coffee for me.  Have your coffee your way, I will take mine how I like it sugar and milk.  Fat-free and artificially sweetened for now since my way of thinking about food is off the table.

Rice cakes, with peanut butter and grape jelly.

And, all the water I can drink because every day I am denied access to water and food while working leaving me dehydrated and my metabolism off.

We will not be speaking.  Look at my hair line.  I am beyond words with any of you.

I who have done NOTHING but defend the rights of all people and persons and THIS is what I get in return?

Deal Breaker.

I will be dreaming of new men.

Try that for a story, a man trying to earn back the faith, belief, and love a woman gave him.  Good luck with that, all the he’s will need it.  Oh right!  But, they were never real to begin with or I wouldn’t have to live this way!