Save you

According to Turin Brakes: ‘time will save you, there’s no need to save yourself.’ I would like to believe this. Yet, as time goes on, being ‘saved’ seems to go further out of reach. The pressures of being a single parent. The money worries. The ongoing divorce battles. Over time, all these things become harder…

Crash

Thirteen months today since the bomb was dropped.  And I’ve finally crashed. Throughout, the rollercoaster has been a wild ride; some days I’ve struggled to cope. But I always have. I have always picked myself up and bounced back. Not this time. I suspected it may happen. Feared it would. But hoped it wouldn’t. Hoped…

Nice

Nice. Seems like a fairly prosaic, overly used, none descript word. It’s dictionary definition is: ‘giving pleasure or sastification; pleasant or attractive’. Nice, when you think about it, is a lovely thing to be. I am nice.  Always have been… I like making people happy. Like pleasing. Like taking care of others. I’m pleasant and…

Mediation Take 2

Just before Christmas – see my post One Day More – Updated – Ex and I commenced mediation. Tomorrow we meet again. This time face-to-face. As the shuttle format – being in the same building at the same time but in separate rooms, with the mediators relaying our responses – was like a weird, and wholly unproductive,…

One day more… Updated

One day more! Another day, another destiny. This never-ending road to Calvary. One day more… … to revolution. Potentially, anyway. Tomorrow is mediation day. Two of hours of thrashing things out with Ex, trying to negotiate and finally put an end to this. Not the best of timing. With Christmas looming. But then again Christmas…