AmyRB
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Hey Val! I glad to see your spirits are up now. Fuck the AIL. He's just one of millions of men out there and you'll see one of these days.
Being alone sucks but can be very good for you too. God, I loved Tuesday nights before I met my H. I was usually off on Wednesdays from my jobs so on Tuesday after work, I would get home and immediately change into my pj's. My house was a big bungalow style that was built in 1942 and still had most of it's original woodwork. Very warm and comforting. It had a HUGE front porch with ceiling fans and on those nights I would sit in my chair with my feet propped up listening to mellow music and the whirling of the fans. I would eat dinner and thin sip on tequila for the rest of the night until I finally drug myself back inside to go to bed. It was my meditation time and man was it relaxing. I came to look forward to those nights. My friends and parents knew not to call during that time because I was in my "happy zone". I cried when I sold that house because of the front porch. For a long time that was the place where I laughed, cried, daydreamed, and went to cool off. I miss that porch like I miss an old friend.
You need to take some time alone and find your "porch" (whatever it may be for you). I am a better woman because of it. Sometimes you have to take a break to renew your energy. Then you gotta grab life by the balls and make it your bitch.
Being alone sucks but can be very good for you too. God, I loved Tuesday nights before I met my H. I was usually off on Wednesdays from my jobs so on Tuesday after work, I would get home and immediately change into my pj's. My house was a big bungalow style that was built in 1942 and still had most of it's original woodwork. Very warm and comforting. It had a HUGE front porch with ceiling fans and on those nights I would sit in my chair with my feet propped up listening to mellow music and the whirling of the fans. I would eat dinner and thin sip on tequila for the rest of the night until I finally drug myself back inside to go to bed. It was my meditation time and man was it relaxing. I came to look forward to those nights. My friends and parents knew not to call during that time because I was in my "happy zone". I cried when I sold that house because of the front porch. For a long time that was the place where I laughed, cried, daydreamed, and went to cool off. I miss that porch like I miss an old friend.
You need to take some time alone and find your "porch" (whatever it may be for you). I am a better woman because of it. Sometimes you have to take a break to renew your energy. Then you gotta grab life by the balls and make it your bitch.
Thank you so much! 
Ah but I guess we all make sacrifices. Eh, but I won't be sacrificing my LIFE for this relationship, no way in hell!
Congrats on finishing tarafic school!!



