I had it all wrong. I kept searching, desperate for the lesson. What was I supposed to learn from loving this man? What was my heart doing? Why did I think he was delivered by grand design to my doorstep? I was so fearful that … Continue reading I had it all wrong
The letter I wish I had written to myself years ago. Dear self, It is ok. All of it. Every last bit of every single thing you have ever been and ever done is ok. There is nothing that defines you. You are limitless and … Continue reading Letter to self
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He’s started wearing sunglasses inside. I know, right… When I was a child, I used to love watching pro-wrestling. At school on a Monday morning we would talk about what we had seen on the previous Saturday afternoon. Who had hit…
To the man who made my mind wander, I find my mind wandering a lot lately, back to our time. That time when we suspended words…because they were not necessary. That time over campfires and moonshine and chess. That time when you watched as I … Continue reading ~wander~
Going to try this forum since I get so many emails on various sites. I am going to try to consolidate and answer as many questions as you have (if any). I will try to answer as openly and honestly as possible. Please feel free … Continue reading Ask me anything…..
Write what you know. The phrase came to me while having a little bit of writer’s block. That sentence makes me laugh. A little bit of writer’s block is like being a lit bit pregnant. So I decided to write about a topic I am … Continue reading To love a narcissist is to love alone.
I watched your hands and I found myself studying your long, elegant fingers. I was so entranced with the ease that your hands formed the knots for my wrists that I didn’t notice you studying me. You asked me to wait patiently in the living room, … Continue reading Surrender