I try really hard to not make the same mistake twice. My mom always said if I got in trouble for something I never got caught doing it again. Is this meant to say that I never did that thing again? Or that I never got caught again? Who's to know? I'd like to think… Continue reading The art of f*cking up
If you've been around here for long you might remember one of my very early blog posts back in 2017 that was about Gaslighting. In that blog post, I mentioned that I'd never heard the term before until I started reading posts by @StillLearning2b on Twitter otherwise known as Lisa Arends. She's a fellow Texan,… Continue reading Lessons from the rear view
I've written before that someday I'd like to get a tattoo that reads "Scars are like birthmarks but with better stories". Scars are funny. Some are on the outside, some are on the inside. Some scars heal and lighten on their own, and some scars are dark, rippled, puckered and pronounced forever. We often don't… Continue reading Another scar….
Day after tomorrow is the big day! Hazel the Hip gets her official eviction and I get a brand new hip joint and socket. Queue the ticker tape parade, ribbons, dancers and marching band. I purposely went on a dating hiatus, deactivated my dating apps, focused on myself and my body, preparing my mind for… Continue reading My Man, Johnny Walker
I wrote something this morning, kind of by accident that I thought was important. "Until you've had enough, you will continue to go back to what hurts you. I wish you enough." I was paroozing my codependent facebook groups, reading posts, commenting on some. I don't often write posts on these sites, I'm more of… Continue reading I wish you Enough
It's our Blogaversary! Two years ago, I remember where I was, thoughts circling in my brain. I was thinking about my divorce, thinking about how alone I felt. I remember suddenly realizing that I was looking at this whole being alone thing the wrong way. Perhaps I needed to think of the aloneness as being… Continue reading Happy Blogday!!
So I cancelled my date with the guy last weekend. I also told him I wanted to go back to being just friends. I explained that he had opened my eyes to my inability to trust and the triggers (how I hate that word) that he spurred. He reluctantly agreed. How does one go about… Continue reading Bandaids over Bullet holes
A new day, a new date. Friends have been reaching out to me since I ended things with The Gentleman, just to make sure I'm really ok, and I am. I'm good. I have realized a lot of things recently that have helped me understand how and why I was able to end things with… Continue reading A New Day
I've been seeing, reading, and saying this motto recently Getting divorced sucks. Being divorced doesn't. I know, it's been a minute since I last wrote a blog post. I was really good there for a while, writing and publishing a post every week. Then The Gentleman happened. I'm no longer Single & Selfish....well, no longer… Continue reading It’s been a minute
I read a great post on an Instagram page called That_basic_bitchhh that said....well, let me just post it here. If you've been single for a long time, or hell, even if you've been married for a long time and the spark is less than....sparky - you may have forgotten what it's like to have a… Continue reading Feeling wanted