#movingon

I've been having this problem/feeling lately. I was best friend with this girl for 13 years. I'm going to call her "L". L and I met in kindergarten and were best friend's since then. We did almost everything together. Her parents would take me with them everywhere they went because L was an only ...

Hello again old friend! I haven't seen you in quite some time! It's ironic and fitting that I used this title on my last entry all those years ago. So much has changed.  I probably should start writing here again, it would be good therapy.  Goodness knows I have a lot of things on my…

I feel like I am finally moving forward. The things that used to bother me don’t anymore. Even having a particular person like my photo on Facebook with their ghost account didn’t phase me. I thought it was odd that they used their real name and were being so obvious, but quickly realized they we...

Dear You, It's been almost a year since we matched and started texting each other.  Almost a year since I last felt those butterflies in my stomach. It only took an instant and I already fell for you.  But it took time for me to forget you, to get rid of the feelings I instantly…

Once again I have let far too much time pass between entries in this old friend of mine.  Much has changed since my last entry.  Our divorce paperwork was filed May 25, so by August 26 it will be final.  We should be notified by early September.  There are still days when I can't believe…

These last 2 months have been a whirlwind of sadness, anger and ultimately, acceptance. By the end of next week, Joe and I will have filed for divorce.  And by the middle of September, it will be final and I will no longer be a wife.  I will no longer have a home of my…

Things I will never get used to my mum saying "your dad" rather than dad, since she remarried after he died. Its been 14 years and about 5 or 6 since she remarried.

So...   I've struggled with how I feel about myself and how others feel about me my entire life. I already had trouble with thinking of myself as being worthy of love because of how I was brought up, I wasn't really made anything of, passed from pillar to post as a child. I spent…