Anger reminds me that when someone feels entitled to slam a door (or phone) to end a conversation, I am not obligated to open the door again for them. In this relationship, anger reminds me that surviving and flourishing means their silence and entitlement need not manipulate me.
55: Zero Sum Love, Redux
You are, however, not perfect. But neither is anyone else.
36: The Wedding Rings
I recognize that Beatrix was addressing her discomfort by not wearing the wedding rings. She was responding to her distress as she experienced it even when she couldn’t name it.
I get that.
31: Swimming Beyond the Breakers
I had hoped someone would love me enough to see me while knowing my struggles were never about them. My hope contained both a selfish expectation and deep longing.
Music – Marriage Is for Old Folks
Marriage is for old folks
Old folks, not for me!
Two people sentenced for life!