I'm 26 years old, I'm married, and I love my life. I am madly in love with my husband of two years, Mr. Darling. I frequently pretend that I'm the star of my own reality show. I got a degree in writing because it's the only thing I like to do that you can actually get a degree in.
I had a blog that I kept for years. Then, during one of my mother-in-law's "you're not good enough for my son" tirades, she revealed that she monitored my blog regularly and apparently was using it as "proof" that I'm a narcissistic brat who behaves inappropriately and doesn't deserve her son. That blog has since been shut down, and this blog is totally anonymous so that I can write freely without worrying that anyone I know will twist what I say.