abuse, alcohol, Blogger, dating, love, moving on, romance, tbt

Birthday Blues

1/1/2016... In the light of day the room seemed completely different but the stench of that fight lingered. It's been almost six months with Kyle; So like and yet so unalike each other, by far the most transparent relationship I've ever had. Here in Panama the winds wail and I cry for the past and… Continue reading Birthday Blues

Blogger, camping, faith, family, loss, love, teen years

old quotes and looking beyond

I found this journal of my mom's, she kept her own quote book of sorts, I had no idea and sadly and or ironically I have had one that I have filled since I was in my teens. Friends wrote in it, acquaintances, strangers and of course family. I use my quote book so often… Continue reading old quotes and looking beyond

cheating, childhood trauma, dating, family, loss, love, trauma

Baby Loves to Run

No longer running from or towards him, addressing past runs and what the consequences have been, so much more than dehydration. The dried flowers, my new running routine, and the echoes of sweet words and sweat are all that remain. "Taught her young, the only things she'd need to carry on, he taught her how… Continue reading Baby Loves to Run

city living, dating, family, friendships, loss, love, moving on, pnw, romance, tbt, teen years

TBT “away from love”

May 3rd, 2001 Perhaps my hatred for her comes out of fear. Fear that she could take away my greatest asset, or maybe that fear I have never spoken of, the one where I often catch a glimpse of my own weakness in her smile. I wish right now that I could get up and… Continue reading TBT “away from love”

abuse, cheating, childhood trauma, dating, dissociative amnesia, faith, loss, love, moving on, pnw, romance, trauma

Cease and Desist

While no danger is in sight I had to, a new boundary. The past beckons to me and I cry and suffocate those memories, not now, I just can't. Giving the love to Jesus and letting him take the wheel is seemingly working, well sometimes. My heart longs but my soul knows the end has… Continue reading Cease and Desist

body issues, cheating, dating, dreams, faith, loss, love, moving on, romance, trauma, Uncategorized

Loving You Had Consequences

I loved you differently. Don't want you back you're just the best I ever had. My spirit is bruised but my tenacity could never be shaken by your betrayals. They say you never lose by loving, I know I've lost something but the fact that I do not know what's missing tells me I am… Continue reading Loving You Had Consequences

abuse, childhood trauma, friendships, moving on, school, teen years, trauma, Uncategorized

Step 1 – Recklessly Abandon

I am a prideful person, not in the traditional way and certainly not in the websters dictionary way. I am prideful in that I will do almost anything to avoid looking like a fool. This is rather is hilarious because most days I am quick to point out my ridiculous ways, somehow drawing attention to… Continue reading Step 1 – Recklessly Abandon

cheating, dating, loss, love, sex, Uncategorized

burn like never before…

I’ve held something very close for as long as I can remember. Today I let it slip, a secret I did not know that I had, an omission that after I let the words slip past my lips, they seemed trapped inside my little apartment, circling me, bouncing off the walls, and forcing me to… Continue reading burn like never before…

cheating, dating, family, love, moving on, romance, sex

Forever Goodbyes

It’s been over 5 years. 2 affairs, 1 miscarriage, 3 apartments, 1 loss of a mother, and countless fights, sexcapades, and 3 countries visited… Still, we try.. I don’t think am in love anymore, the affairs traumatized me and seemed to have flipped a switch that, try as I may, as we may, to reestablish… Continue reading Forever Goodbyes

camping, city living, dating, faith, family, hiking, loss, love, moving on, pnw, Uncategorized, washington state

Bridging Gaps….or not..

As a child, I hiked, camped, and crossed all the old rickety, wooden, and solid bridges of Washington State Parks, it terrified me to cross them, no matter the condition but I never spoke up. I'd say I am not sure why but I know why. I did not want to disappoint or affect the… Continue reading Bridging Gaps….or not..