Love Letters to a Healing Heart
"Be not the slave of your own past – plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience, that shall explain and overlook the old." – Ralph Waldo Emerson
Forgiveness by Friday’s Guest Writer (06)
Forgiving someone is not easy, is an everyday task. And that hard work starts from the knowledge of yourself. That’s exactly why is so hard because to forgive we have to acknowledge first the fact that we are not perfect.
Read More Forgiveness by Friday’s Guest Writer (06)Faith by Friday’s Guest Writer (05)
I am in the early stages of a new relationship. It is interesting, at this age, starting over. So much damage, so many hurts playing out all over again – just new players.
Read More Faith by Friday’s Guest Writer (05)82.1: The Elephant – Like Clockwork
It is rewarding to hear people see me, my heart, and intentions without the ghost stories.
Read More 82.1: The Elephant (An Update)82: The Elephant
This morning at 8:00 am CST I am facing my fears, anxieties, and humiliations. Anxiety wants me to hide so I’ve decided to do the opposite. I’m going to treat Anxiety like the bully it is: I’m going to punch it in the nose.
Read More 82: The Elephant“I’ve rightfully felt anger, rage, hurt, trauma, disrespect, tricked and disgust because he fucked other women – plain and simple – and him fucking other women was NOT in my plan.”
Read More 81:Thoughts on Ripping up the old contract by A Couples Journey of Recovery from Sex Addiction2 Days: It’s all Hertz
The justification and rationalization for hating C are always easy to find. The brain is a rationalizing, justifying, negative thought manufacturing machine broadcasting thoughts at 50 hertz.
Read More 65.9: 2 Days: Magic Brain Hertz5 Days: Not A Ghost Story
“My loyalty has never wavered. I was always there. I am so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. But when you measure my allegiance only by where I stick my dick, it’s as if the rest doesn’t count for a thing.”
Read More 65.6: 5 Days: No More Ghost StoriesI 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.
Read More 62: Going HomeIn truth, I have an anxiety disorder. Anxiety has been killing me for 123 days. Chest pains, sleeplessness, nightmares, and fear constantly hound me. The trolling certainly hasn’t helped.
I hate admitting it is an issue. “Anxiety is for women. Real men don’t get anxious,” my Pride tells me.
Read More 57: Anxiety Disorder is a ThingIn truth, I have an anxiety disorder. Anxiety has been killing me for 123 days. Chest pains, sleeplessness, nightmares, and fear constantly hound me. The trolling certainly hasn’t helped.
I hate admitting it is an issue. “Anxiety is for women. Real men don’t get anxious,” my Pride tells me.
Read More 57: Anxiety Disorder is a Thing
Love Letters to a Healing Heart 