We were just talking... like survivors do when we talk. Open, honest, raw and no bullshit. We've heard it all before, we don't need to hear it from each other. Strangers listening in might describe the conversations as brutal attacks, hitting one another with one truth after another, a no holds barred, verbal slug fest. … Continue reading Predator & Prey
It’s been a long, long time since I’ve written and I mean truly written. So today I decided to speak my truths and there are so many swirling around in my mind that I’m not quite sure where to begin. I guess I’ll write you a letter and just never send it out…nothing could go … Continue reading It’s been a long time…
There's no running from a truth once you accept it. Believe me, I've tried. I've written about it before. I used to use every vise I could think of to escape the pain of feeling. But I have learned that pain does indeed demand to be felt. We can't look forward to a future if … Continue reading There’s no running from Alice
Each birthday I take some time to reflect on the past year and again I can't believe how much I have survived. I have never been one to take the easy road and I suppose that is a good thing, because who would I be without these trials and tribulations. I still struggle to forgive … Continue reading Happy Birthday Me~ You are a fucking warrior!
Hello World, It's me, Christie. Or as my friends and family call me, Page. We have not yet had an opportunity to become acquainted. You see I've been busy being a practical person. Getting an education, working, marriage(s), raising children... you know, the usual. Only my life has not been so usual, it's been exquisite. I … Continue reading Hello World~ Open letter to the world
Quite frankly not a topic I ever wanted to discuss, which is all the more reason to put it out there and let the chips fall where they may. I was pretty much forced into this conversation by a seemingly well-meaning gentleman, although the aftermath let my insides twisted and feeling like minced meat. He … Continue reading The ugly truth.
You couldn't get any deeper babe if you tried. The intensity of your gaze held me there and while normally I'd bite my lips and close my eyes to keep from crying out, I was trapped exquisitely beneath you. My hands struggling to pull you in closer, deeper. My body desperate to consume the last bits of you … Continue reading Deeper
