I woke up like this

My pain woke me In my dream I met Robert at a hotel where he proceeded to heave all over the bathroom there were toilets on both sides of the room but the one on the far wall just overflowed when I flushed it I argued that his little son David needed to have a…

Here I am: retroflexed, missing the boat and invasive

Reinventing myself yet again I don't feel the numb static from last year while I watch my hands shake uncontrollably That dull ache of void screaming for attention Hysterical while sad or Sobbing with anxiety Shifting medications tweaking my body chemistry with a man doctor who barely spends five minutes with me each month. A…

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It

It is funny the lives we live the friends we cling to and the aspirations we have lost and found along the way I have a love of characters When I get bored (have insomnia) I read books by self published authors A good author creates a story that takes me out of my pain,…

Notes

This morning I hopped out of bed, not so bright eyed or bushy tailed Pleased though, Girlie finally settled to sleep on the beanbag next to the bed Sleeping with a five year old the size of a six year old who must hold onto a body part my body part to feel safe and…

Spliced Holidays

For the fourth year in a row I have had to explain how the holiday parenting schedule works with my Ex Funny his attorney wrote it (Why doesn't he call her?) Each year I get that call "It's not fair... two holidays in a row... I have to cook a large dinner..." It's all about…

Holly Jolly Music

Have a holly jolly merry rest ye weary gentlemen silent silver bells and ivy drumming like a little drummer boy while yuletide chestnuts pop pipers leaping milk maids dancing swan and geese swimming golden rings of birds, hens, turtles and doves a boar's head,  partridge and a duck without being run over by a reindeer…

Just a little whiny…

The first, most important thing to realize is that progress takes time. What the ..... ? Oh, I forgot the world writes in sentences with punctuation and thinks in prose, not line by line poetry. You may wonder, 'What is she talking about now? She's started her blog complaining about things that only she can…