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 →
If you have something to say to me, use your words. I am not in the mood to decipher nuanced bullshit and innuendos anymore. If you want to roll into my DMs at 1:39am saying, "we should talk," then fucking talk. Use your big boy words. I am not into the middle of the night... Continue Reading →
Relationships between people (friends, family, romantic) who claim to care about one another are not meant to be transactional. There is no you scratch my back, I scratch yours. That's business. Business isn't about the human experience. If you're doing something for a person you "care" about with the expectation of something in return (no... 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 →
I am a firm believer in a woman never "asks for it." It doesn't matter her occupation, her manner of dress, or her behavior, if a woman is sexually assaulted it's not her fault. Period. End of story. As someone who feels so strongly about this, why do I blame myself when I get emotionally... Continue Reading →
Anxiety fucking blows. My anxiety is in overdrive right now. I put myself out there with someone and I feel like I am in a constant state of fight or flight. My muscles are tense, my stomach is in knots; I don't want to eat, my heart is beating faster, not racing, just faster. I... 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 →
Lost in Resolute Reverie 