Triggers...I've come to a place of acceptance. I can't prevent or halt a trigger that has arrived, but I've learned to embrace these moments. I have learned that my triggers and emotional flooding have a message for me. They have something for me to discover about myself , about the trauma of infidelity, and about... Continue Reading →
If we could only all be like penguins, life would be much simpler. When dysfunction feeds dysfunction, the result isn't function.
One day he was spending time with her on a daily basis -- and then he wasn't. I often wonder about how lonely he must have been when he stepped away from the third wheel. I have a hard time understanding how he went from spending time with her every day, to never spending time... Continue Reading →