How can you feel loss at what hasn’t happened yet? I’m the champion of being delusional; give me one iota of hope and I’ll cling to it. Sometimes I need to, just to have something to give a shit about. I can bring tears to my eyes fantasizing about what it might be like to lose my mum or my sister, but I can’t form and follow through with real ( Read more... )

I’ve mastered the art of getting involved with impossible men, or getting involved in impossible situations with good men. It’s always one or the other. If there’s a witty asshole within a fifty mile radius of me who looks at me twice, I’m already half-in love. If he doesn’t sleep with me right away, I’m just about ready to move in with him. ( Read more... )

Doctors in Florida have a monopoly on the time of the elderly. I can only assume that they equate retirement with having absolutely nothing else to do except sit in a waiting room. And golf in eighty degree weather ( Read more... )

time to go to sleep. For me ( Read more... )

I'm a litmus test. I show my family what's really going on with my grandparents through my fumbling attempts at caretaking ( Read more... )

So I'm not silent forever ( Read more... )

I feel really tired and drained all the time right now. I'm trying to get back into exercising again because really i'm not embracing any of my other vices and why not get back to the craze that started it all: getting fit ( Read more... )

I love the feeling of having a new crush, the giddy infatuation, the daydreaming, wandering around with a foolish grin on my face, but best of all, I love knowing that my relationship with this person hasn't been tainted with actual interaction ( Read more... )

Sociopaths and the women who love them ( Read more... )

I've been avoiding the craft of writing so much lately. Denying myself release, because release means coming to terms with the pain of the past few months ( Read more... )