relationships
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“A Previous Life”: Reading Edmund White in the Midst of My Own Ending
This is a posthumous novel; I don’t know how much are Edmund’s own words and what…
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The Tears Are Not Ready
Things are getting deeper in counselling. Tonight we started talking about history, because I said that…
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Waking Next to Absence
I had a friend over last night. Originally, he was going to come over and we’d…
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The Pleasure of No Possession
Friday has become cinema night with my friend Ambrosius. We both look forward to it all…
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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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Weekend of Faces
What a busy weekend! Full of socialising… and I am pooped now! Friday was cinema night…
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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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What Are We To Each Other?
On the second day of my long break I woke up gently, wandered downstairs and made…
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The Day Before He Leaves
It’s the day before he moves out forever. Everyday I am waking up with a headache.…
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SingStar sadness
I thought we’d start watching “The Great British Sewing Bee” tonight, but the husband said “What’s…
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Seventeen years
Seventeen years ago today we had our civil partnership, which, thanks to a trick in the…
