106: The Mighty
“Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.”
I often wonder what keeps relationships going when, on the surface, it seems like there is so much going against them.
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101.5: Unringing the Bell (5 of 5) – Epilogue
As my life with C fades to a distant and ringing echo I will move forward with intention. The lessons remain.
I’m excited about the possibilities.
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89: Road Warrior
Many people would run for their own reasons. Many people run from their humiliations and anxiety. Me? I’m staying to face my humiliations, anxiety, and failure.
That takes courage and honesty.
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Sucker Punched by Friday’s Guest Writer (02)
My name is Jen, and I am a betrayed spouse. If you are reading this, I am sorry that this has happened to you. However, maybe you will find something useful as you navigate this journey.
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Other Peoples Problems — A Couples Journey of Recovery from Sex Addiction.
Worth reposting because I find perspectives like this few and far between.
Read More 61: Other Peoples Problems — A Couples Journey of Recovery from Sex Addiction
She is doing the best she can based on what she knows how to do. If she had experienced different things she would have done things differently.
Her behavior isn’t personal. For a long time I took it that way.
Read More 58: After the storm
Originally posted on Confessions of a Reformed Cad:
Read More 56: A Fool’s Tale: Betrayal (Redux)
Vile and ingrate! too late thou shalt repent. The base Injustice thou hast done my Love: Yes, thou shalt know, spite of thy past Distress, And all those Ills which thou so long hast mourn’d; Heav’n has no Rage, like Love to Hatred turn’d, Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn‘d. –…
Vile and ingrate! too late thou shalt repent. The base Injustice thou hast done my Love: Yes, thou shalt know, spite of thy past Distress, And all those Ills which thou so long hast mourn’d; Heav’n has no Rage, like Love to Hatred turn’d, Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn’d.
Read More 54: A Fool’s Tale: Betrayal
I’ve asked her to accept and love me despite my ugly. I am committed to providing her the same acceptance and compassion. I can do this whether she loves me or not. Acting lovingly does not require anyone’s consent or approval.
The reality is at this point in my grieving process, I recognize there is no such thing as a moral high ground.
Read More 39: My Ugly