When Mal comes back from his tour tonight, he's going to come home. I'm meeting him at the airport and he's coming home with me.

Mal and I are coming home!!

Oh dear god I am still hungover from Serenity's Halloween party.

Have to say though, hearing Serenity play again? Most beautiful thing ever.

Okay, I'm calmed down enough not to want to actively seek out revenge, but I'm still livid.

Mal's mother told him I had gone through with a dissolution of our union. Mal sent me papers in case I wanted to, but I ripped them up. He's my husband and I love him. And she lied to him to keep him from me and now he is god knows where, thinking I don' ( Read more... )

Usually I'm okay. I'm surviving. And then sometimes I realise that I haven't seen my husband since September, and it breaks my heart all over again.

This wasn't supposed to be how it would go.

Fuck you, Frankie O'Reilly.

FUCK

Mal was in Whitehead with his parents and Frankie's friends beat the shit out of him and he was in hospital for five days or something and then Mal's parents KICKED HIM OUT OF HOME AGAIN and now they don't know where he is

FUCK FUCKING FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! FUCK.

FUCK!

I got divorce papers (dissolution of marriage papers, whatever) from Mal's lawyer and I tore them up and threw them away. He is not killing my marriage like he killed Frankie.

I'm so angry with him. I panicked. Frankie tried to kill me again and then there was a gun aimed at me and someone died right beside me and I saw Mal act in ways he hasn' ( Read more... )

...Mal transferred every single one of our accounts to just my name and he gave me all of his percentage of ownership in the shelter. Peter called me to say he left.

My husband left me. He left me. The note said I could be expecting divorce papers in the mail I could sign if I wanted.

If I wanted!? If I want to divorce Mal?! My husband. My ( Read more... )

My husband just brought me two dozen roses! Out of the blue! I love them! I am such a woman, wheee!

Mal, you are made of wonder, and I love you. Thank you!

I wanted to have this conversation with you in person, but when I get frustrated or upset, I can't think which means I can't really speak.

Eamon, where the hell are you? You left the other day and you haven't been back. And when you were here, I told you Adrina was upset, but you were too goddamn drunk to notice. And now that (hopefully) you're ( Read more... )