Shame

When I first saw the above "quote," I immediately thought of my husband. He was the one denying his real story and acting out and rationalizing and compartmentalizing. Denial was his best friend. I do believe he can embrace his own story, every last little sordid detail of it, the good, the bad, the ugly. I … Continue reading Shame

Just another love story. Part ten: January in Japan

Early January 1987, I had sort of settled into my Kyoto boarding house. It was lonely and the other boarders weren’t all that friendly. Even though there were other English speakers, there were no other Americans that I could find and so I pretty much kept to myself. I would eventually realize that non-Americans were … Continue reading Just another love story. Part ten: January in Japan