The dance we must do

There is something that I find really puzzling. Something we will all do at some point, or so I'm told. Dating! I'm a 36-year-old woman and, as far as I can work out, I've been on 5 dates. Actual, official, proper dates. Meets and socials, easy peasy. I've done those by the (cough-cough) dozen... But... Continue Reading →

Do I want you to hold my hand?

It is funny how life experience changes us. During my marriage I was made to feel like I couldn't do or achieve anything without having P hold my hand. I now see that for what it was: him holding me back for fear that I would gain confidence and leave. For about a year after... Continue Reading →

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