My celibacy is on purpose. You see, it is most certainly not an accident. Too many years of faking #newyearnewme led me to bed after bed of bullshit and lies. "My lies." Lies I told myself saying “I can handle it" as he licks his lips and leans in, “I’m not really looking for … Continue reading Non-Celibacy
If we only knew what we cause when we allow anyone into our beds...
Be brave. Be bold. Be uniquely you. Be an innovator. Be the original, not the copy. Be #proud Be the example. Be #badass Be your truth. Be fearless. Be a boss. Be what they think you can’t be. Be a voice, not an echo. Be the expectation. Be different, babe. Be you. © 2018 … Continue reading Be Different Babe
I miss the touch. That rough touch. You always gave me more than I needed, and yet, I always wanted more. I wanted more from us! I wanted more than our bed. I pant and relive every inch of that bed. Rolling over, we would meet eye-to-eye. You grab the back of my neck. Pull … Continue reading Rough
Stop being petty. Stop judging others. Stop discrimination. Stop paying women less than men. Stop cheating on your spouse. Stop cyber bullying. Stop posting memes to make fun of someone. Stop allowing others to bully someone else. Stop abusing children and older adults. Stop beating your kids to the point you break skin. Stop smoking … Continue reading Be a Good Human
You thought you broke me. You thought my heart would not heal, and I forgive you.
My heart aches for every struggling mother... I ache for the mom who had to put aside her dreams for her children. For the single-mom who is sick of her daughter, watching her cry; as she goes to work, pays bills, changes dirty diapers, wipes runny noses, and cooks meals, all with no help! ...the … Continue reading Suffering Mothers
I don't miss you, I miss who I thought you were. I miss the dream... The daydreams of you holding me tight as I fall asleep in your arms. The romantic trips we never took. Your eyes burning with desire for me. The thoughts I had of us living happily-ever-after... Our wedding day... Date nights... … Continue reading Missing a dream
Alone. Quiet. Still. patiently waiting... A dream so vivid. Hope fills my lungs, exhaling a desire to know you. still waiting... Refusing to settle like most of them. I would rather wait... ...for all I need and all that I do not possess. I see you. Feel you. Want you... Dreaming while I wait for … Continue reading I’ll wait
When your betrayal is quiet, the hurt is deeper. Not quiet as in "cannot hear" or "softly" but quiet as in silent, direct pain... sobering pain... absolute truth pain, designed to break me. You creep into my heart and steal it as you fade away. A distant thought as to how I could allow myself to … Continue reading Almost.