Pessimistic Optimist

Welcome to my self-diagnosed bipolar life. Seven years ago I married a man who I didn’t love and didn’t love me, but I was young, optimistic… and pregnant. Today, three beautiful children later, I am the epitome of the foolish, forgiving wife. I take him back at every turn and truly believe that somehow it will all work out because I love him -- all the while bitching and checking up on him on a daily basis. Take this journey with me as I move my family into our first home, built on a foundation of love, rage, joy, distrust and complete happiness. I am the true definition of a Pessimistic Optimist.