Category: Connections
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Not a Lobster
I believe that every couple should have a go-to fight, something to bicker about that doesn’t really matter to either party. It lets you get the feisty out without hurting feelings. Ours was my grandmother’s copper lobster mold.
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Such Pretty Red Flags
He did me wrong, but I did me wrong, too. I braided his red flags into my hair like ribbons, wore them with the same pride I had worn his jacket, because they were his, and I believed he was mine.
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Curses & Cures
I will always curse the relationship that she actively weaponized against me. His infidelity is a rot festering in the roots of their foul union.
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Psychotic Little Drama Gremlin
I know there can be no peace for him while this psychotic little drama gremlin is in his life. It is a little unfair, though, that it doesn’t seem like I’ll have any peace until she’s out of his life either.
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I’ve Lost a Friend
It finally clicked for me. I was fighting so hard to stay friends with this person who I didn’t even like. I’ve seen behind his mask and I am not impressed.
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A Woman Scorned
I couldn’t swallow any more anger down. I tried. I still needed my friend, but I also needed some space between myself and the ongoing pain having him in my life caused. When I finally took a step back it was like stepping off a landmine. Kaboom.
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Boundary Issues
Late night texts after the break up hit very differently. I had to deal with him texting, “I miss you,” as he built something with someone else.
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The Fatal Blow
I had to process the breakup and the new girl all at once. I was still licking my wounds, too raw to talk to anyone about my loss, when I got a text from my daughter asking about his girlfriend
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Saudade Summer
I could not separate my memories of Portugal from the pain of this betrayal. It made it difficult to take my travel blog notes and make them anything other than a scream.