relationships
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Double Standards
As time moves on, I find myself reflecting on this that happened. One of them came…
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The post-mortem begins
It felt like there was a lot to talk about in counselling: it’s not everyday that…
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Paperwork
Last week I had an email informing me that my husband was starting divorce proceedings against…
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Knowing me, knowing you
Having the house to myself, I’m tending to finishing jobs, repairing things, and tidying stuff. I’m…
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I used to think love was enough
My husband sent me a message today asking for tech support with his soundbar and printer.…
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No option for sadness
So. He has done it. He has applied for a divorce. I guess that’s the right…
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Madam! Behave!
I am loving the social life I’m developing since living on my own, but there is…
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Weekend of Faces
What a busy weekend! Full of socialising… and I am pooped now! Friday was cinema night…
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Letting the grief breathe
I was thinking of bringing my counselling to an end. Things are peaceful in the house,…
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Knots in my stomach, knots in my heart
Damned my stupid brain! It’s caught in an overthinking spiral. I’m seeing Ambrosius today for some…
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Faith, Books, and Visibility
I met up with a lovely fellow today for a coffee and a walk. The coffee…
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Two Weeks On: Sex, Toys, and Heartbeats
Two weeks after my heart attack, I’m learning that curiosity beats fear — even when it…
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Fear, Freedom, and the Shape of Love
Yesterday I invited my (ex) husband over for lunch. He brought crusty bread, slices of ham,…
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Twenty eight years later
It felt good to come home, although I wasn’t sure what I would find, or how…
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Kobayashi Maru
On the way back from the nudist beach, we stopped at Costa for a coffee. I…