Today I received my first hate mail. It came to my home address and as you can see is not signed, nor did it have a return address. I read it and felt like throwing up. The feeling that I hurt people literally makes me sick to my stomach. And the fact that I was called a fake felt like a punch in the gut...because this blog was something I started so that I could feel more real and honest. My biggest fear was that people wouldn't want to read about my life, so that line hurt. So, to whoever wrote me this letter, (and I know you'll see this, because I know you're still reading my blog because as my sister said, you are thirsty for my life), I think you accomplished your mission. You made me feel really shitty. And I cried as my perfect husband consoled me (thank you for that shout out to him by the way). So, now that I got that out of the way and am feeling better, I'm going to write about it; because as you know from ...