Someone help. I lie here and there is a deep-seeded longing coupled with a confusion. Wondering what I really want . . . My ex, my bestest friend in the whole world, I, the “love of his life,” wrote to me a month ago, “stop looking and you will find.” I denied my looking. I… [Read more…]
Closing off. No anger. No pain. I feel as if I was about to take off on a jet—an adventure awaiting me. No initial awkward dance or introductory period—it seemed to have been covered all within the first hour. That hour putting an end to my resistance, my moral dialogue, my knowledge of the emotional… [Read more…]
I feel as if perhaps I live a life on a rollercoaster. Writing the previous post finds me sitting many miles in the air somewhere in between the two coasts of the US, depleted. I look at the sun and the clouds and search my ability to regain my optimism of yesterday afternoon- I was… [Read more…]
It is Monday afternoon, and after a weekend of reflection, activity, turning off my mind and productivity, I am in a much different place than last week. A rather productive Sunday afternoon tending to my overwhelming to-do list sufficed to give me a light-hearted energy today. Of course, I am back to procrastinating . .… [Read more…]
I cannot hurt them. See a-ha moment. I am definitely falling into a funk and I am pretty sure it’s because I am seeing two available men. They are not the ones. But i like them. My inability to confront and hurt (directly) them has reduced me to a ballerina stuck in a music box,… [Read more…]
“The “fight or flight response” is our body’s primitive, automatic, inborn response that prepares the body to “fight” or “flee” from perceived attack, harm or threat to our survival.” – MInd/Body Education Center Do you fight or flee? I think life often dictates our response for us. However, last night I recognized my flight response… [Read more…]
I have been single for more than a year and a half … And during that time, there have been many moments where I wonder what happened to the moments where men feel in “lust” with me–my good friend, “KidRobot” (one who I initially dated upon meeting and who told me he loved me) told… [Read more…]
I feel slightly queasy and I am not one to have motion sickness. Of course I now sit here, our hull slamming down violently amongst the swells, typing– I suppose I am clearly not in jeopardy of being sick. Or rather the distraction from the girl who is, is much needed. So, I type this… [Read more…]
September 30, 2008
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