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Stranger
Posted by: missconstrued on: December 5, 2009
I seriously don’t feel like I could be any angrier. In this moment. I found myself seconds away from a free plane ride, courtesy of Uncle Sam. I’m too tired to fight. Too TIRED. Just too tired. I feel emotionally poked, prodded and done in.
I was caught totally unaware when he was outside my room, [...]
Speaking in Tongues
Posted by: missconstrued on: December 2, 2009
The days seem progressively harder, at times. It was odd to have to make choices about a phone – they *totally* overwhelmed me – I just ended up looking at box after box after box after box, tears pushing themselves out, angrily, before I settled on one.
I got halfway home before I even remembered to [...]
Tumbling Tuesday
Posted by: missconstrued on: November 30, 2009
I with Tuesday started with an “F”, because I am certainly FUMBLING today.
I had anxiety dreams about the room last night – that they gave it to somebody else, that I had nowhere to go. That I couldn’t get in, that I would have a roommate. I woke up every hour, on the hour, and [...]
Day 1
Posted by: missconstrued on: November 24, 2009
I started housesitting last night. It’s hard to describe how I felt about it.
I was definitely relieved to have so much space and quiet. My last interaction with dh was strained, at best.
It was odd to sit in a house, in the dark, alone. I felt oddly comforted.
It was lonely when I woke up this [...]
Left Wanting.
Posted by: missconstrued on: November 15, 2009
Nobody said this was going to be easy. Or pleasant. Or fun. Or anything less than heart-wrenching.
When is it too much? When I met TD, I was a HOT MESS. HOT. MESS. and I know that. He told me to come stay because he would take care of me, and he did. For a long, [...]
A Work of Heart # 2493
Posted by: missconstrued on: September 14, 2009
Back when I was getting out of my marriage to TSS, I only knew that I wanted one thing: to get out. Desperately, whole0heartedly, and with the only thing that felt I had left. My life. I was stripped of dignity, self-esteem, and sanity in 11 short months. I imagine that I had that wide [...]
Perdidor
Posted by: missconstrued on: August 20, 2009
I can’t believe that it has been almost a month betweeen posts. I remember when this place was a cathartic haven for me. Thoughts, feelings, rants, raves. Anything to just GET.IT.OUT. I don’t know what has changed. I’d like to say that I don’t spend as much time in front of the machine, but that [...]
OH. PIN. YON.
Posted by: missconstrued on: July 5, 2009
Coming home again is always an interesting feeling. Exciting, painful, embarrassing, irritating, heart-wrenching, relaxing. All in the space of about 5 minutes.
Last night, for example, I went to a 4th of July shindig at a relative’s house. It was mentioned about 5 times how 10 years ago I was a completely drunk bitch to my [...]
Ass. You. Me.
Posted by: missconstrued on: March 3, 2009
You know that saying, right? Never Assume? Because it makes an ass out of you and me? Mostly just me. After I pulled my head out of my rear end and went home, dh and I sat down and were able to talk.
I asked him why he kept referencing times when I was still pickled (as [...]
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