I am in my head today. I have convinced myself my boyfriend hates me. In my head I believe he feels I am too complicated, too much, and too (whatever else comes to mind). I am sure he will break-up with me any minute. I am in my head today. I have convinced myself my... Continue Reading →
I'd like to get one thing straight, I don't 'hate' or 'disklike' men. In fact, I love them. I think men, as a whole, are pretty awesome. I was married for 18 years (together almost 20). I have a great relationship with my dad. I am a self-described, 'Daddy's girl.' My dad is the stepfather... Continue Reading →
I might want a man (at times) but I sure as FUCK do not need one. The more I attempt to date, the more I realize emotionally immature, insecure men are the ones who desire to be needed in a relationship. They have the need for a woman to be financially dependent on him. Men... Continue Reading →
I began taking improv classes at Push Comedy Theater at the end June of 2018 during my separation. About a week into classes my husband and I decided he would be moving back in on Labor Day but until then would continue living our lives as separated. I'd already become hooked on the culture and... Continue Reading →
Troubles, they may come and go, but good times they're the gold. Steady as We Go - Dave Matthews Band I've been thinking about this lyric this morning, but instead of "troubles" I kept thinking "people". Some people enter our lives with such positivity that we cannot imagine they will ever leave our lives so abruptly... Continue Reading →
As a person with depression I tend to fall into a spiral where I ruminate on all my flaws. I cover my insecurities with self-deprecation and humor. I never want to come across as conceited so I tend to swing the pendulum to the other side and point out all of my self-perceived flaws. When... Continue Reading →
A friend of mine sent an Instagram reel to me of Chris Rock's stand-up. Chris said, "Love hard or get the fuck out." This is a concise statement of how I want my next relationship to be. https://www.instagram.com/reel/CpDwQaQOtFb/?igshid=N2Q2MGM2OGQ%3D Love Hard or GTFO If you want me, show me. If you are not capable of that, then... Continue Reading →
I lost my virginity at the ripe old age of 18. I was more anxious about my first kiss (which occurred a week before my 18th birthday) than I was about losing my virginity. I figured out at a very early age how to give myself orgasms. I didn't know what it was at the... Continue Reading →
On this Mother’s Day I’d like to honor the mothers by talking about Uteri, or uteruses (both are correct, btw), specifically uterine anomalies. In middle school when we first learn about sex and reproductive education in a classroom setting, we are usually shown a picture of a perfectly upside-down pear-shaped uterus, complete with two ovaries,... Continue Reading →
For the past several years I wanted to do a boudoir photoshoot. Nearly all the boudoir photos I found on the internet were beautiful and amazing, but in nearly all of them the women were wearing lingerie. I have nothing against lingerie; it's beautiful. However, I am not a lingerie wearing kind of woman. I sleep... Continue Reading →
Lost in Resolute Reverie 