I talked to C., who doesn't know where or how to find this particular little piece of neurotic catharsis, but does know of it's existence as well as of his role in it. He has teased me about it, asked me where he can find it, what name it's written under, but always with the knowledge that I...

I went out with C. last night, just the two of us. This is something we haven't done in ages, usually it's a fly-by greeting, hello and goodbye and out the door. We went to a crazy little bar, under the pretense of teaching me pool. I am still wretched, but he says I know what I'm doing, I...

I have set the scene and been more than honest with myself and all of my faceless comrades in this blog, but even I must admit that this has seemed more soap opera than I was willing to admit. There is no background

Love is such a damn mess. I'm with a man I love "as a friend" even though we have children together. I have been separated from the man I love in that strange, scary deep way for years. And I am so damn torn about the matter. I wish wish wish it were the other way around. That I cared for my...

I have been so lost with the men in my life. I am still in my marriage, and on some days, I really think I can cope with it, learn to fit into this round hole as a square peg. And then I talk to A. or C. or any of the other men to whom I am so attached. A. and I hardly talk anymore, much to...