When that condom broke all those years ago, I didn't actually feel it. Blue Eyes looked at me and I could see the panic in his eyes. I was not scared. Responsibility does not scare me, it never did. Blue Eyes on the other hand learned zero coping skills from his childhood, and certainly wasn't … Continue reading Just another love story. Part fifteen: a change of scenery, and a baby
I was actually working diligently on something else, but decided to come here to vent. I'm not traumatized, I'm not even upset. Just, well, I guess, exasperated? I want to blow off a little steam. Blue Eyes had therapy this morning. He called me post therapy to ask if he could bring me home some lunch. … Continue reading Plan, revised.
When I think back to how things used to be, with Blue Eyes, it is difficult to remove the umbrella of pain and sadness and trauma that seems to hover over those memories. If I dig deep though, I know what we had was pretty great in the scheme of things. We had a long term loving relationship. … Continue reading “The only winning move is not to play.”
Watercolor Rainbow by Olga Shvartsur Can you believe it? This is my 300th post here on Try Not to Cry on My Rainbow. Crazy. I'll try and make it a good one. While Blue Eyes and I were away on our spa hotel excursion, I received a call from Ms. Honey, one of the CSATs … Continue reading Post 300
I took a little break from technology, blogging, etc... while Blue Eyes and I set off on a trip to a local spa hotel in the wine country. It wasn't technically a Valentine's celebration (we all know how I feel about Valentine's Day), although it did coincidentally happen over Valentine's Day. It was a gift to me … Continue reading On loving kindness
Look Toward The Light I chose to marry Blue Eyes in part because he is a sweet, kind, loving, passionate, generous, vulnerable human. All of those attributes are still very much a part of him. They never left him. There were just so many hidden traits working against him, tugging at his ability to be a really … Continue reading Fight for me already
I never thought about running away from home as a child. Ever. Why can't people just say what they mean, and do what they say they are going to do? Why does the world have to be so complicated? Why are there so many liars and cheaters? Why can't there be one single day of my … Continue reading Running away
Yesterday was an amazing day. Not only was it Day 30 of our adventure on the Whole30 eating plan, but we also drove to our coastal property and took a good long look at the floor of our flourishing beach house, in 70 degree weather, the second week of February!!! There were families on the beach running and … Continue reading Drum roll please… what’s an accountability report again?
Some people think it is odd that I can remember my dreams with such clarity. I guess a lot of people can't remember their dreams, and if they can, they can't remember much detail. About once a week I have a really vivid dream that stays with me for at least a few hours, if … Continue reading Dreamers
I just talked with a therapist that Blue Eyes and I had seen early on. I'll call her Ms. Honey because she is so sweet. Strangely enough, Ms. Honey actually answered her phone. I have never had that happen before at any kind of doctor or therapist office. I always get voice mail. I was a bit taken … Continue reading Why did I do that?