Welcome to a newish heart to heart series of posts meant for those who need someone to talk to about experiencing betrayal. I have permission to post this private message I received, along with my response. Together, the sender and I are hoping our collective words reach the hearts that need them.
It’s been a long time since I cried when telling my husband’s infidelity story, which is one way I’ve gauged my progress in healing. Thus, the choking sobs surprised me. But they also cordially invited me to show up to some pain points I still need to work through. And so—onward; via the routes of … More During my latest podcast interview, telling my story took an unexpected turn
A few words on the triggers and the plaguing thoughts, for when you can’t seem to move past them. . .
I don’t usually make resolutions, but it’s been an unusual few years for me and my marriage. Three wack years that rendered me resolved to quit using alcohol as a crutch to hobble through life on. And to stop trying to buy happiness, worthiness, and other good feels. Because traditionally, whenever I try to curb my drinking, … More Embracing an entire year of no personal spending—what that goal entails along with the why and the how
I microblog (write and share in smaller snippets) over on Facebook and the other day, the Wizard of Zuck showed me this photo—wanting me to know it was my most commented on photo of 2016. Mmkayyyyyyyy??????? I’ll roll witcha, FB. Not sure it’ll be what you had in mind, though. Because this was back when … More “WTF is wrong with you, lady?” and other gruesome moments in the ER—an infidelity story for all struggling marriages.