Once upon a time, I was happy. I’d waited my whole life to feel that feeling, and I promised myself that if I died immediately after feeling that happiness, at least I would have gotten to know what feeling happy was like. But there was a grey area that I didn’t know about. When I discovered that the man who made me feel so happy, who made me feel ( Read more... )

I don't think I can continue with this relationship. I'm telling John that if he'd still like to go to the opera, that will be our last night together for a month. Not a separation, but a break up with a date at the end of the line - a chance to try again - in a month ( Read more... )

I feel so lost in the world. I was doing so well a little while back. What happened? Do I just have to get used to it being alright again? Maybe so. I'll try and let it happen ( Read more... )