I woke up this morning and decided that I'm ready to blog again. I went on an unplanned sabbatical and stayed a bit longer than planned. I think bullets are in order.Marriage -- oh, where to begin. Gil and I survived the holiday chaos and made it through stronger, or so I thought. The past … Continue reading I’m Alive
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Tell Me This Will Get Easier
I'm having a bit of a meltdown this morning. The reality is hitting me that I must file for a divorce and go through with it, but I'm so very afraid. I want to believe that I am strong enough to get through this, but I have so many doubts. In a perfect world, we … Continue reading Tell Me This Will Get Easier
Prepare for the Crash
My therapist once told me that it would be a good idea to plan ahead for emotional tough times. This discussion was a long time ago, so I won't pretend to remember all the details, but I've put this somewhat odd concept into practice -- at least in certain areas. For example, I think I've … Continue reading Prepare for the Crash
More Big Stuff
I've had a week -- birthday parties, another visit from Mamala, more marriage strife, and a wretched cold. So, I'm eating walnuts, drinking wine, and doing my best to form coherent sentences. My husband is a financial idiot. Oh, he's smart, but I now know that when we were young sprouts existing in a passionate … Continue reading More Big Stuff
No Simple Solution
I have so many thoughts floating around in my head these days, and I don't have a clue where to begin. So again, here's some randomness. Several years ago when I was finishing my undergrad degree, I only had two classes left to complete my Women's and Gender Studies emphasis. The problem was that I … Continue reading No Simple Solution
I Need Meds Again
I went to see my amazing therapist today. The following conversation pretty much says it all. Her: What's going on with your medication these days? Me: I haven't been on any all summer, and overall I think I'm doing well. Her: Yes, I agree you seem to be doing well. I only ask because, well, … Continue reading I Need Meds Again
Stuff I Screw Up
Gil: Did you soak my meat thermometer? Me: Yes Gil: Seriously? My meat thermometer has been sitting in dishwater overnight? Are you freaking kidding me? Me: Yes, and no I'm not joking. I'm sorry. Add it to the list of my weekly fuck-ups. Are you done? He slams the door. This is how my entire … Continue reading Stuff I Screw Up
Grief Happens 