Eight Years

The other day, my boss said that his son’s split from his ex was about eight years start to finish. Eight years before the harassment stopped. Eight years until they could finally relax and breathe. I have a solid six, almost seven years to go and with everyday I believe this eight year theory moreContinue reading “Eight Years”

What Kept Me Quiet

On Instagram, I follow a few women with similar stories to mine. A few weeks ago, one of them posted something that caught my attention. It was also something I struggled with, but I never fully understood how it impacted me. For the majority of my relationship, people would comment on how lucky I was.Continue reading “What Kept Me Quiet”

The Aftermath

This week has been exhausting to say the least. After my son’s grad and him showing up unannounced over the weekend sent me into a place filled with fear, and constant worry about what this sudden unpredictability means. Immediately after, I went into self-care mode in attempt to recover from the weekend. I was runningContinue reading “The Aftermath”

The Saga Continues…

This weekend as I was camping with my family, I received a text message from my ex’s new girlfriend. I could tell that I had done a lot of great work with my self care, as this didn’t upset me. I was able to respond to it, rather than react. I felt nothing. A bitContinue reading “The Saga Continues…”