lover of humanity – explorer of worlds – woman of wonder – artist of words – teller of truths
It seems like every day is difficult, Whit. Every. Damn. Day. Take today, for example. You injured a bicyclist. Yup, you read that correctly. A man, on two wheels, smashed into your four-wheeled vehicle. And it was your fault. WHAM! What a catastrophe. (Car-tastrophe?) You know the kicker of the whole situation? You had just…
Hello Wonderful Whitney, It’s official. You are homeless. Let the adventure begin! (Go you!) You did it. You moved out of your house. After the third time that Aaron insisted on bringing his new girlfriend over to your home, you realised it wasn’t going to work. You had hoped that both of you could live…
Oh Brave Whit, This is not what you anticipated when you took this job three years ago. But, I suppose no one expects to be bullied by their boss. The difficult part of this experience is that you didn’t realise it was happening at the time. In the beginning, it was subtle and slight, in…
Oh Lovely Whit, You are a hot mess. Like that time you dropped a slice of pepperoni pizza on your new cotton pants. Right. In. The. Crotch. (Holy hell that was hot! And messy!) That is you right now: your pants covered in red sauce with mild burns on your sensitive parts. Hot. Mess. You…
Lovely Whit, You are single. Again. Sigh. Now begins the long, arduous journey of rediscovering yourself. You need to understand who you are outside of someone else. On your own. Alone. Just you. (Scary.) You have become so dependent on another person that the thought of being alone is frightening. In fact, it is so…
Whit Munroe 