
I have written about jealousy before. The context of my previous post came from a place of immaturity… of when I was younger and wanted to be perfect in every way. That I would get jealous by all things perfect. … Continue reading
I have written about jealousy before. The context of my previous post came from a place of immaturity… of when I was younger and wanted to be perfect in every way. That I would get jealous by all things perfect. … Continue reading
I live in my head. Or so I’ve been told. I didn’t realize it, until I realized it. See, there’s a problem with living in your head. It’s kind of a lonely place… because you’re the only one in there. … Continue reading
Last post, I wrote about everything being OK no matter the outcome. That if the ‘house’ or the ‘guy’ or the ‘job’ or whatever wasn’t something meant for me… it wouldn’t be. I heard back on that place- that place … Continue reading
The house. The husband. Ok, so two big “H” words in a lady’s life. House and Hubs. I’m making a little progress on the husband front… i.e. I’m going to a life coach who is helping me figure my shi@ … Continue reading
Wow. That was really hard for me to say. I.Am.A.Woman. I mean, I have all the lady parts, why wouldn’t I be able to say that? It all started a few weeks ago. I told my friend D about my … Continue reading
I went golfing last week. It was the first time in about a year (maybe eighteen months) since I had last been. We just went out on a short course… there were four of us, on a gorgeous L.A. day. … Continue reading
Dumped dumping dumper dumpster. Sucks ballz. I wasn’t really thinking about this topic until the love of my life, Joseph Gordon Levitt, posted something for his creative group, hitRECord. Calling All Writers- write a first person account of being dumped … Continue reading
No, this is not an anti-gay post, lol. I’m talking about honesty and straightforwardness. I bring this up because there are some people in my life who aren’t laying it down straight with me. I’m going to give them the … Continue reading
Five more open? Or so it seems. I’ve written about letting go before… how to do it, when to do it, why you would do it. But what happens after that? What happens when you truly walk away and let … Continue reading
Last week, literally one hour before boarding a plane to New York, I wrote a post. It was slightly (okay pretty much) depressing, and a little victim-y, because I was going to two weddings over the weekend. Now, I think … Continue reading