Picking up the pieces…

Self-doubt (personified, in my most recent post) - about whether or not I should go through with a divorce after all - has been permanently evicted.  I even threw away the proverbial beer cans and wiped off the proverbial coffee table. Nine days ago, the gavel banged so hard on that decision that it cracked …

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I suppose I *could* gaslight myself…

When you're planning to leave a narcissist or otherwise toxic partner, it requires a lot of preparation, which occurs on its own timeline, and cannot be rushed.  And it's actually the smoother times (comparatively speaking) that are the hardest.  When they're not actually being all that abusive.  When they are actually being more helpful and …

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A week in the (healing) life…

Healing is wobbly.  People sometimes envision the healing process as a set of stairs, but they may leave out the fact that sometimes those stairs can be made of crumbly stone, or earth that shifts unexpectedly.  There are random pits of quicksand, too.  Lots to navigate. During the healing process, you level up in a …

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