It hurts to be so physically closed to someone & not be able to reach them. Like, he’s just 2 levels up in the very building I’m sitting in right now. In the hallway to my break room, we literally cross paths. Every time I go in there, I swear, I can smell his cologne. Continue reading “Through My Eyes”
So I’m off work today and I literally haven’t left my house—barely left the bed. I’m taking a few days off before I start my new position. In my new office. I’m really looking forward to it.
I need this new start. I think that it’ll be really good for me. Continue reading “Desperate Love”
I was too embarrassed to admit it this time- even to myself. But there I was… grown enough to know better, smart enough to do better and good enough to get better. Continue reading “Love Hurts?”
In addition to treating me for depression, my doctor also prescribed that I “Forget about the asshole that screwed you”. Turns out, I really did need a doctor to tell me that. Continue reading “Doctor’s Orders”