My youngest son is studying Spanish, and complaining about it every step of the way. I don’t blame him. I think some people are hard wired to learn a second language and others not. He & I are in the not category. Helping him learn Spanish though, has led me to ponder English. I’ve heard … Continue reading What Did You Say?
I am So, So Mad. I'm mad at my ex for reeling me in, taking me down, then leaving me. I'm mad at the stupid women who engaged my ex in his narcissistic need for constant esteem boosts, believing it was my fault our marriage sucked. I'm so mad at myself for believing it was … Continue reading Where Does all the Anger Go?
I spend a lot of time wondering how I missed it. How did I miss that the man I married didn’t love me, I wasn’t his soul mate, he didn’t like all of the same things I liked. He chose me for what I brought to the table. I was chosen to be a Nanny, … Continue reading Saying Goodbye To My Inner Julie
Beware the Love Bomb The Love Bomber is a sociopath. He/she will change their personality, their wardrobe, their hobbies, even their car to mirror you. They will quietly learn all about you, and once they know enough about you, they’ll pounce. In addition to liking everything you do, they’ll say things like: You understand me … Continue reading Love Bombing
One of my pet peeves of cancer, and a pet peeve of many cancer patients I know, is suddenly being told we are“brave”, “courageous’, a “fighter” and even a “role model”. Most other cancer patients I speak with despise these sentiments. It’s not like I Chose Cancer. I didn’t sidled up to the take out … Continue reading The Meaning Of Brave
Lest I sound cavalier I’ll state for the record – I Never Wanted A Divorce. I wanted a healthy, happy, supportive, productive marriage. I got none of these. After a year and ½ of separation, even though we are no closer to divorce then we were a year ago, I have become an advocate of … Continue reading When Therapy Fails It’s Time to Bail
Individuals in my situation, cancer “survivors”, or those going through divorce, are bombarded with Platitudes. These statements are uncomfortable at best, hurtful at worst. The reason for this is that a platitude “is a statement, especially one with a moral content, that has been used too often to be interesting or thoughtful” (dictionary.com) . In … Continue reading Stop With The Platitudes
Yoga gave me a broken pinky finger, and it was the highlight of my summer! The break has prevented me from writing, cleaning & cooking. It has brought me pain, splints, a hand brace and physical therapy. It has created discomfort on my mat, in my life, in bed even. It has slowed my … Continue reading A Gift From Yoga