Can it be that it was all so simple then? Or has time rewritten every line? If we had the chance to do it all again Tell me, would we, would we, Could we, could we? No no no, that is not what I meant to write, but as soon as I typed those words, … Continue reading Can it be…
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There’s a cost to all the pain
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kI0Zye_ewPE I am still sick about the untimely death of Prince. As details emerge, it brings back a lot of the feelings from Michael Jackson's death and the pain and suffering of so many other talented musicians, and actors who died too young, it would seem, from merely trying to medicate their pain. Prince, Whitney … Continue reading There’s a cost to all the pain
Some people will never get it
Some people, a lot of people actually, will never really get what it feels like to be betrayed by the person they love most. And truthfully, I am glad they never will have to feel that gut wrenching pain. It does not feel good, in any way. It is devastating. It changes us forever. So that … Continue reading Some people will never get it
“I never wanted you to find out the truth…”
As I continued struggling with feeling unsettled after Blue Eyes' ninth step, I decided I wanted him to do one more thing for me before he moved forward. As part of his amends step, and his reparation to me, I want him to write a letter to the other woman. The last other woman, the … Continue reading “I never wanted you to find out the truth…”
Sunshine
I found myself in a puddle of tears this morning, and so here I am. I could call a friend, but what would they really be able to do other than listen and try and talk me through the sadness. The sadness just is sometimes. Every day I wake up and hope things will be just a little better … Continue reading Sunshine
Insight and healing
I really thought this husband's words regarding the affect his cheating has had on his family, was worth a reblog.
Just another love story. Part sixteen: jobs for everyone
Oh, I forgot to mention... during all of the turmoil of delivering and bringing baby home, Blue Eyes received in the mail confirmation that he had in fact passed the bar exam. It didn't really help with the job situation at the time, but we had a nice little celebration nonetheless. Blue Eyes' parents came … Continue reading Just another love story. Part sixteen: jobs for everyone
Hashtag, The Struggle Is Real
I don't know what it is, but I love this crazy saying, hashtag thingy, whatever. The Struggle Is Real. Maybe it is because when people use the hashtag, it is usually in conjunction with something silly, like #FirstWorldProblems, #TheStruggleIsReal, I just ate three boxes of Girl Scout cookies for lunch, type of thing. The other … Continue reading Hashtag, The Struggle Is Real
Just another love story. Part fifteen: a change of scenery, and a baby
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
Plan, revised.
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.
try not to cry on my rainbow 