I Love Too Much

In my post yesterday Too Much… I talked about reaching a watershed moment. My attitude towards dating, towards being in a relationship with a man, must change. I need to stop the cycle I’ve been in. It’s destructive and damaging my wellbeing. My latest attempt to date ended on Tuesday. Typically, I would have been…

Too Much…

…. is never enough. Or it used to be. I have had enough. I’ve had a real watershed moment this week. It’s been a long time coming. And even though I’m in pain and struggling, I think the time has come when I’m actually going to heal properly. I’ve posted before about my dating exploits…

Safe (I don’t feel it)

Laying on the living room floor. In tears. Crying bucket loads. Listening to music. Woeful tunes. Unhelpful. But I can’t help it. Too many martinis… stirred not shaken… 007 Daniel Craig stylie… he’s not bothered if they are shaken or stirred. Mind racing. Heart racing. I don’t feel safe. An alien concept, I abore. I…