For a long time, much of my life I would venture to say, I believed in this. I believed in the good in people. I believed that even flawed people are inherently good at heart, the way a destructive thunderstorm still replenishes the earth; the way a long winter grows appreciation for summer. PC did … Continue reading The Truth Always Trumps the Lie
Part of being a writer, I believe, is opening the vault of things: emotions, feelings, and thoughts that are not necessarily things you would share with anyone besides your dog or perhaps your best friend. It means being honest to a fault: the good, the bad, and the ugly. Part of this story, I believe, is the … Continue reading Everyone Has A Story
At least I'm free. That's what everyone tells me. Its what everyone has said from the beginning, but you're free of him. Everyone: family, friends, strangers. Internet friends. Myself. I have said and written those words again and again and again. Freedom. And yet, freedom comes with a hefty price tag. For starters, I am not free from … Continue reading Freedom…Just Another Word?
As often when a post starts formulating in my mind, I search for a quote to go with it. Words begin to swim like a beautiful disaster that I can't quite pinpoint...the picture I want to make stays as individual colors on a palate next to a blank canvas that I can't quite begin. At … Continue reading Show Me Who You Are
I'm still waiting for a moment...an epiphany. A point in time that's going to come when it all makes sense. When all of the lessons I am supposed to learn will be obvious, when the things I crave and desire will be right in front of me instead of floating in an abyss far away. … Continue reading Mental Power
It becomes apparent, when dealing with a narcissist--whether married, divorced, related...whatever--that there are certain themes that resonate. Certain pieces of scenery along the journey seem to come up again and again, as if walking down a path and experiencing deja vu with a dose of Alice in Wonderland. After all, narcissists are mad and sometimes, … Continue reading The Simple Answer