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- Natalie Wanner
- My new married life in a nutshell...Married and Single at the Same Time. How I opened my marriage and started living a single life in NYC one week a month. You can find my book here https://www.amazon.ca/dp/1701860201
Thursday, 16 April 2015
Mastering the Mundane VII
I got in late last night and put her to bed right away; Dan was already sleeping so I decided to stay in the guest room. I texted Mike to let him know I made it home safely and say good night, I really like him and hope I get to see him again. At this point I feel like I am probably just adding confusion to the little clarity I have. I have to stay focused because I may never get another opportunity to make this journey and to be honest I don't think I have it in me to try this all over again. I started to think about New york and I have no idea what that will offer me at all in terms of answers to my mess of a life. I guess my life isn't a mess, it's just me. My emotions feel like the ball of lights on 'Christmas Vacation' and every time I try to untangle them I get so overwhelmed I just dive into ignorance and float away from myself. At this point I would rather seal the door to my darkness then ever have to walk through it; Laura wouldn't agree. I guess I just don't see the point anymore in digging up the past and demons...to look at them? Why? I already know they exist and what they are, how they affected me...so much time has passed and I think it would feel more like a harsh reminder to what I wish I could just forget. Talking about it will never change it, I can't ever go back and theres no eraser...this is who I am, this is what they created and I am just left with 'having' to love or at least like myself and do the best I can to have some sort of happy existence. Some things you can never give back and sometimes the path you are on is not the one chosen but I know that I can find my path, I just have a lot of ground to cover before I get there. My pep talks are starting to sound more like suicide notes and I need to adjust back to the positive. I think the worst part is knowing who I really am and what I can do and could have done...and the darkness keeps it all locked away...I can see it, but it won't let me have it. I need to get that little girl out, she is what is missing from me...
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