The Old Apartment

“Broke into the old apartment, this is where we used to live, Broken Glass, Broke and Hungry, Broken Hearts and Broken Bones, This is where we used to live.”

For those who really knew us, you know that song is the truth.  Ed was abusive to me, to our home and is now practicing the ultimate self abuse of addiction.  I always liked this song, even though it was sad.  Now its more of an anthem… but in mine the “we” at the end are for my son and I…. and Ed cannot control us any more!  We aren’t hungry any more… and we certainly aren’t broke.  We have been doing much better for ourselves than I thought that we would when we left four years ago.

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