65.5: 6 Days: Moving On

6 Days: Moving On

C and I always said to each other: no matter the problem as long as we’re together we can overcome anything.

Of course, I said a lot of things. So did she.

65.3: 8 Days: Thoughts on How More Secrets and Lies Destroy Relationships by Darlene Lancer

This article is without a doubt, the most accurate, and thorough description of my thinking, actions, feelings, and perception of self I have found about the consequences, pain, and anxiety of being tied down by secrets and lies.

65.3: 8 Days: Thoughts on How More Secrets and Lies Destroy Relationships by Darlene Lancer

66: Consequences are Personal

she asked me to write a story about the consequences of my betrayal, secret-keeping, and escalating series of lies. I hope my experience will benefit others. Let the pain have a purpose.

65.2: 9 Days: It’s all speculation

Vaccums suck.

As such, it is good to have someone with experience offer me some insight…even if neither of us know the whole story and are speculating based on our own unique pain.

62: Going Home

I left on C’s terms. I’m coming home on my own. I’m coming home to my friends. I’m coming home to reclaim my self-respect and power.

60: Why

I’m still not sure I have a real answer why I betrayed C. I’m not sure I will ever be able to provide a personally or socially satisfactory answer to the question.

59: Thoughts on Thanks for Stopping by: A Letter to an Interloper by Dolly Allen

Yesterday morning I woke up to find a comment by the troll Warren about me on a friend’s blog.

What happened next was both fascinating, amazing, and a bit terrifying.

Dolly is definitely the Queen.

58: After the storm

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.

56: A Fool’s Tale: Betrayal (Redux)

Originally posted on Love Letters to a Healing Heart:
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.…