See ya later, Ray Rice.

Ray Rice is a terrible person…and if you don’t agree with me, watch this video. (As if you haven’t already…)

Gosh, I’d love some audio to go with that. I can’t help but wonder what he was saying to her & cringe.

cringe

When this scuffle went down Janay Palmer was engaged to Ray Rice & has since married him; Smart Girl. The most romantic little aspect of the wedding was that it happened one day after Rice was indicted by a grand jury on third-degree aggravated assault.

How Dreamy…

giphy

In all reality – what did people expect to see when this video flooded our news-feeds? Did we think he shoved her? Did we think he slapped her? No… she was knocked out; we don’t need to see this video to know the caliber of the situation in that elevator at the Atlantic casino.

duh

If anyone actually believes that this video was not seen by NFL Staff before today, they need to wake up & smell the way of the business. The video became public & they realized… People are mad. Ray Rice was let go by the Baltimore Ravens this afternoon and news came quickly after, that Roger Goodell has indefinitely suspended Ray Rice from the NFL.

bye bye

Thank goodness for that video…because the reasoning behind a man dragging a woman’s unconscious body out of an elevator – surely needed explanation.

“See ya later, NFL Career.” Said, Ray Rice.

Disclaimer: I made up that last quote.

Written For: Onside Chick – NFL News Written For Women By Women!

Breaking Point

I live in a fantasy world rich with freedom; another day, another daydream. I feel imaginary warmth of the sun & the pseudo brightness pains my closed eyes. I’m there.

Where ever there is…it’s just not here. 

My eyes flash open & I’m forced to look at what my life has become. The bruise fresh on my arm feels tender and I’m running out of answers to the delicate questions. Is my soul not equipped with a breaking point?

He’s in a good mood today.

On the surface there lies lovely relief; on the other hand, days like today…my delusions are brought to a new level. The justification process within me is quite astonishing.  I long for days like this; everything is perfect. He loves me.

This is why I put up with it.

It.

That tiny word starts haunting me as I begin to wrap my head around what it is.

Fooling myself is less difficult than fooling others. I smile a robotic smile hoping if I squint my eyes in a swift motion with my upturned lips that my happiness will be convincing.

The more I think about it, the more I begin to realize…there is no need to label it any further than I have. I need to stop thinking so hard.

It doesn’t have to be this way.

Years of suppressed thoughts begin snaking their way into my undervalued brain while denial & justifications wrestle with this new-found logic.

For the first time, Logic wins; I win.

My imaginary departure from the vicious cycle that I’ve called life will no longer be repressed.  I quit. I’m free.

Dear John,
I'm leaving you. 
I'm no longer yours. 
This is goodbye.
-Jane

The Daily Post: Writing Challenge : Flash Fiction.