Bits and Pieces

Snippets of conversations I’ve had with others this week.  Some funny.  Some sad.  All a part of this journey I’m on called Life. Me:  “He thinks my eyes look like sunflowers.”My Mom:  “He must be blind.”(During a conversation where I told her that my husband stared into my eyes lovingly and gave me a compliment. …

Stuck

I resideherein the center of a fierce stormbrewing all around me, destroying those I love, crushing egos and creating new scars I open my mouth toutter words of encouragment or supportbut they sound superficial and stupid in light of all that is happening There is little I can dothough my nature is to rush towards the mess and try…

A Necessary Evil

I dread our daily meeting tip-toeing down the hallwayholding my breathregretting yesterday’s choices You are a fearsome foeilliciting feelings of self-hatredmy self-worth diminishingthe closer I get to your presence I have tried to make amendsand accept your existancetelling myself that you mean nothing in the grand scheme of things andi make empty promisesabout restraintand starting…

So………..

“…………………………………………………………………………………………………………” *clearing throat* “…………………………………………………………………….” *crickets* “……………………………………………………………………………” *clearing throat loudly* Oh for the love of God.You are just like a man. DO YOU NOTICE ANYTHING DIFFERENT ABOUT ME? Nope. Didn’t cut my hair.  I should.  But I didn’t.Nope. Didn’t lose any weight.  Again.  The need is there, but no follow through. I’ll give you a few minutes…