Love hurts.
But that same pain reminds me that what we shared was real. Because isn’t that what love is? Giving yourself to someone. Giving them the power to hurt you and trusting they don’t.
But that same pain reminds me that what we shared was real. Because isn’t that what love is? Giving yourself to someone. Giving them the power to hurt you and trusting they don’t.
Oh my goodness. Last night was soooooo yummy. Want evidence? See above. Yes, I am a love of steak and blue cheese and…
Happy Friday, everyone! We’ve made it to the end of the week. My week started out really rough. I’ll be honest. Some days,…
I stared into the mirror with frustration growing inside of me. I had been trying to apply liquid, winged eyeliner for the last…
Image Credit: LFSMusings The thing about compartmentalization is, you have to eventually bring back the hidden stuff and process it. I’m usually very…
Those jokes highlight differences. They other people. Sure, the attribute might be positive and uncommon in the family. A joke about adoption would appear to make adoption seem like a great thing then.
Writing these words is terrifying. For some reason, what happened to me feels like a failure. I’m still not certain that I am completely innocent.