We watched the first season of the Apple TV+ series Severance. The first couple episodes had me asking about a million questions, science fiction tends to do that to me, and not getting answers and I wasn't convinced it was a show I wanted to continue watching. However, by the season finale, I was more … Continue reading Severance
survival after betrayal
It’s okay to feel really bad some days
I’m giving myself permission to feel really shitty today. I’m tired. I’m burnt out. I want more happiness in my life. The tears are welling up in the corners of my eyes right now, threatening to spill over, and it’s okay. My chest is tight. I feel like I want to run away. I’m in … Continue reading It’s okay to feel really bad some days
I’m not your competition…
It’s been a difficult summer, but I’m still gonna miss it. https://www.nytimes.com/2015/11/01/opinion/sunday/why-women-compete-with-each-other.html I read the above NY Times opinion piece a few years ago about why women compete with each other. There's always a lot of talk, when it comes to human behavior, that revolves around natural instincts versus learned behavior. I get that when … Continue reading I’m not your competition…
Do you wonder why I run away
This is really a post to my husband. A post out of utter frustration to my 8 1/2 years sober sex addict husband. I would talk to him face to face, but he’s too busy working, at 11:30pm. At diagnosis Blue Eyes acknowledged who and what he was and started on his recovery journey… a … Continue reading Do you wonder why I run away
Finding my place to land
I’m not sure what’s going on with me or why writing hasn’t been a priority in my life, but alas, I am back and with the goal of writing more often because, I do enjoy it. I meant to do this post yesterday, and the day before, and nearly every day before that for…. months? … Continue reading Finding my place to land
Wendy’s not dead
Being at our beach house has reminded me that when I was here at the end of August, I ended up speaking with Wendy (Over Wendy’s dead body) for quite a while. She’s definitely not dead. She is, however, a bit devastated by the fact that she put up with crazy Ken (her husband of … Continue reading Wendy’s not dead
Dreaming of sleep
Pretty spring flowers sent to me by a friend who stayed at the beach house and used up all the propane by leaving the fireplaces on all day. She felt SO BAD, lol! Well, we're fully vaccinated and the second shot was a bit of a doozy for me. I'm pretty achy and exhausted, so … Continue reading Dreaming of sleep
I won’t ask you
Frida Kahlo
Seven years
Good Night Moon, 12/31/20 Today marks the 7th anniversary of the phone call. This day holds no specific or magnified trauma for me anymore. I don’t count backwards or forwards from January 11th anymore. I’m not sure how to define healing really. It’s true the path is not linear or smooth. Since the trauma symptoms … Continue reading Seven years
Not buying the bullshit
That beach house. Last night we had a heated family discussion about our leaky master bedroom fireplace at the beach house. It has not been properly dealt with and when storms blow, rain gets in. It’s not like it floods the place, and the floors are concrete, but the surround is a beautiful custom steel … Continue reading Not buying the bullshit
try not to cry on my rainbow 