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Not So Nice

I don’t know why I decided to give so much of my energy to Mr. Nice Guy. Because he didn’t seem interested? Because he did,

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Doing Nothing.

I feel calm, still, at peace. I had breathwork today and I think this was a very remarkable turning point. Not that anything extraordinary happened,

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Expectations

M called me earlier and asked how it was going with Mr. Nice Guy, I told her I hadn’t talked to him since yesterday when

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Liberated

What a wild ride this week has been… It feels like this is the first chance I’ve had to sit still, much less write. A

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Men… Blah.

I’ve always liked boys… no, I mean really, really liked them. I think most of us hit a boy crazy period during adolescence but mine

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Still Reacting

I think it’s over, I think I’ve finally stopped reacting and then something else happens. I found myself in a situation last week where I

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Moving On Hurts

It’s been a few weeks since I’ve cried over him. It hit my heart tonight. Knowing that I’m really letting go is painful. There’s always

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Listen to Yourself

Listen to Yourself

I’m in Hawaii. I’m supposed to be celebrating my baby girl’s graduation. Instead I’m pouting, I’m pissed, I’m sad and angry all at once. He’s

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Rage

I am so angry. Angry at him for ghosting me, for gaslighting me for turning me into this mess of a woman. I am angry

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Lost Innocence

During my cram packed searching and studying to learn all I could about Toxic Relationships, Narcissists and other Cluster-B types… the one thing that really

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God it Hurts

I reached out yesterday… no response as expected. I just told him I hope he got settled okay, and then felt ashamed of myself immediately

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A Slight Cold

It started the week before Thanksgiving, I felt like the flu had hit me like a ton of bricks. I refused to cancel Thanksgiving, I

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Father

When I was a little girl, my father was my best friend. My mother came and went, the first time she left I was less

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Being Alone

Being Alone

My nest is empty, all but one adult son with Asperger’s who dwells down below (in the basement apartment). So yeah, I’m pretty much alone

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