Tag: messy
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Loved?
I didn’t feel loved as much as I felt…needed. As in medicinally. As if my presence was required to not go off the deep end. The deep end of thoughts, and anxiety, and destructive behavior. I couldn’t leave. I could barely go to the store alone. Much less have a conversation about divorce… Any time…
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Hindsight
Could I have loved her if I tried harder? What if I just focused on and appreciated her love for me, because it was endless. Could that have sparked something inside me, giving me the realization I needed? Broken down the barrier that I had up? Maybe. Maybe that would’ve been enough. Maybe it was…
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Liar
I Lied To save my family I Lied To keep my daughters safe I Lied To give my babies a mom and dad I Lied To protect their future What does that make me? Do I deserve punishment? Do I deserve banishment? Does the why even matter? I’m so lost…
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I love you
I love you so much. I don’t want to confuse you and I’m not trying to get back together or anything. I’m just saying I love you. We built something so crazy. We built a family from nothing and we did so much. So much driving, and sleeping, relaxing, movies, popcorn, hot chocolate, cuddling, lots…
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Kitchen Revelation
We’re living in Sicily, Italy. The people and tight knit helpful community, the pizza, the new friends, the culture, the pizza, the bakeries, the espresso… the pizza. It is magnificent. The first year here has been the best our marriage has ever seen. From my point of view. We’re parenting the most adorable and wildly…
Dirty Messy Love 