Lessons From a Black Friday: Year Six
In loving Painter, I had to let go of everything I thought I knew. I had to embrace the annihilation. That was seven years ago today. Contrary to reports, I’m not dead yet.
Read More"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
In loving Painter, I had to let go of everything I thought I knew. I had to embrace the annihilation. That was seven years ago today. Contrary to reports, I’m not dead yet.
Read MorePainter sat at the defendants table and announced with absolute certainty, “This is all your fault.”
And I wonder, “Which part is my fault?”
Read MoreI finally had enough and recognized how idiot compassion for Painter was an obstacle to my growth and moving forward in my life.
Read MoreMonday, I return to court for the final act. Well, at least I intend it to be the final act.
Read MoreMy experiences over the last several years has shown me how often my ego and pride need to be satiated before I will forgive someone I have decided has failed me. Even then I’m not sure I am forgiving as much as waiting to be right again.
Read MoreToday I recognize my choices for what they were—an unfortunate and unskillful habit of treating how I felt like a directive. I realize how often, in intimate and vulnerable relationships, I responded with a habituated neurological urge to pursue what I considered comfortable feelings while avoiding the discomfort.
Read MoreThree years today it ended.
I’m really grateful it is over.
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