friendships, loss

How To Break Up With Your Hair Dresser

I don't want to be sexist but I think this statement is true: Most women can relate and or understand the fact that our relationship with our hair dresser is a complex one. Plainly put, there are things we tell the person cutting/coloring our locks that we would not share with anyone, perhaps not always… Continue reading How To Break Up With Your Hair Dresser

abuse, Blogger, cheating, childhood trauma, city living, dreams, faith, trauma

I Am a Rock

When I was a youngin my mother would say this, or at least that is the way I remember it....that and the main verse playing in my head: "I am a rock, I am an island. And a rock feels no painAnd an island never cries" - Simon & Garfunkel As an adult trying like… Continue reading I Am a Rock

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

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

childhood trauma, dreams, faith, family, loss, trauma

Carrying Innocense Throughout The Abyss?

I have always been a vivid dreamer, so was my Mom. We would trade dreams like most trade stories about vacations. Both anxious, both sensitive to many things, both empaths. You hear a feather floating to the floor and we/I feel an anvil dropping, it is maddening at times. The most frequent dreams of mine… Continue reading Carrying Innocense Throughout The Abyss?