Phoenix…you will always be my home. I miss you more than I thought I would.
I guess absence makes the heart fonder.
Maybe I miss you so much because you are all I truly know, my family, and friends are there and it is a place I feel safe. Truly…I know the city like the back of my hand and regardless of crime I know im ok there.
But doing home is not an option.
My husbands brother was a head in the Aryan Brotherhood, and a lot of his family are in the Hells Angels…and he swore up and down if I ever fucked him over…I was done for and I wouldn’t know what was coming or who they were. So I hide in fear…
I didn’t fuck him over though…wanting a happy and safe life for me and my children is not an attack on him. It really isn’t personal. I tried for 9 years…isn’t that long enough to know if things would ever be ok?