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08: A Love Letter to the Betrayers – What Compels You?
I feel compelled to embrace my pain and loneliness. Today I am compelled to make friends with those very parts of me I have been compelled for so long to hide from.
Read More 08: A Love Letter to the Betrayers – What Compels You?22: The Protector and symbolism
Heroes are expendable. When it was hard she left and never looked back.
I’m done being anyone’s Hero. I’ve paid my dues. I want to be a King to a Queen. I’m not disposable.
It is her loss.
Read More 22: The Protector and symbolismBest of 2018’s Week 48
Try this again shall we?
Read More Best of 2018’s Week 48Best of 2018’s Week 47
Well, that went better than I expected. Much better actually.
Read More Best of 2018’s Week 47Lessons From a Black Friday: Year One
Well, that went better than I expected. Much better actually.
Read More Lessons From a Black Friday: Year OneBest of 2018’s Week 44
Although I dream about C every day, I can’t go back, she’s gone away. It knocked me down but that’s okay. I’ve got this life to fix. I threw it all out in a ditch. Broken down when I was sick, now I gotta build it back up brick by brick.
Read More Best of 2018’s Week 44Best of 2018’s Week 43
From where I stand the primary issues in our relationship wasn’t codependency, enabling, echosim or some clickbait pathology. Those attitudes and approach to communication may have retarded the growth of our relationship and vulnerability but they were never the drivers for me. I still strongly hold to the view that the primary conflicts in our relationship were an issue of communication, not compatibility, motivations, or intentions. Lack of vulnerable communication created a decision-making patchwork defined by guesswork.
Read More Best of 2018’s Week 43Best of 2018’s Week 42
Here are the people, places, and things that carry me forward through the day as I trudge the road of happy destiny.
Read More Best of 2018’s Week 4224: Chasing Rainbows
My heart breaks over and over and over. I’m an idiot. A self-sabotaging, unforgiven fool. The cold, hard, and brutal reality is, at this point, I am chasing a rainbow.
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