I saved a dog and lost my mind. I quit my job to make the world a better place and am quite certain I'm failing miserably. I got married, didn't take my husband's last name, am joyfully child-free and people seem to think this gives them license to ask me personal questions like, "Do you hate Jesus? Is that why you don't have children?" I'm quite certain it's only a matter of time before I'm accused of witchcraft and cannibalism.
