Angry

I took a heavy dose of CBD/THC last night hoping to relax and wake up refreshed. I woke up tight still in my shoulders and angry. Every other thought was one of stress or anger. I had to keep redirecting myself. I was thinking maybe it had to do with Brad and the dissolution of that relationship.

I slapped on my pajamas and went to get donuts first thing. On the way “I will follow you into the dark” played and tears streamed down my face. It is not just about Brad. It’s about love. It’s about going in and it not working out. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to find love when I started dating again after getting divorced and to find it twice, in different ways, bringing up different experiences I suppose can be seen as a good thing. But it is also scary to know that part of the problem is me.

Part of the problem is very deep psyche stuff that predisposes me to my preferences and that’s a hard pill to swallow. Because I want to be deeply attracted to who I am with but I also want to know that my heart is safe, my goals, ideals and dreams respected and my spirit treasured as well. I want to know beyond any doubt that the relationship is a healthy and good one for me and everything and everyone in my life.

I’ve had the interesting occurrence of being nervous with two clients recently; one male and one female. I found them both mesmerizing and I found myself over thinking everything I said and did to the point I had trouble formulating my words correctly. I don’t normally get that way so it was so intriguing to see myself like this and then to try and suppress it.

At work I am the consummate professional, at absolutely all times. That’s the mind set I take on and I don’t deviate from that ever (at work). Except to cry a little with them or lecture them a tiny little bit when they need some mothering. Like when they know they should have a doctor or naturopath working with them.

In both the cases where I felt a twinge of desire I of course did and said nothing. It was just nice to feel that slightly flush feeling and feel my heart race a little. I was thinking last night that I was glad I gained these 20lbs with Brad so I would have a timeframe in my own head for when to start dating again. But does life ever work that way?

It’s all so confusing and the disappointment is so real. I just have to focus on me. Focus on where I need to be. But I can’t help that underneath all this bravado and determination is still just a flesh and blood woman that wants to be in love. I really can’t help that at all. πŸ€·πŸΎβ€β™€οΈ

Busy day today. I have kimonos to get up on eBay for my client and then a colonic client tonight. Then an easier week ahead. So hopefully I can play catch-up a bit and get my summer plans organized. Garage sale. See if my mom is going to come down to ask for that time off. See if my ex will be taking the kiddos anywhere. Stuff like that.

Summer!!! πŸŒŠπŸŒˆπŸ”†πŸ‘πŸ½πŸ˜πŸ’‹

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

9 thoughts on “Angry”

  1. I don’t have any words of wisdom. All I can think of is Dorothy in the The Wizard Of Oz, when she discovered she had the power inside her to get back to Kansas. Close your eyes, click your heels together and say “There’s no place like Home.” Hope that helps.
    BTW, what kind of donuts did you get?

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    1. Lol. That’s cute. When I thought I was dying in the hospital a few years ago I told them to take me off of the heart monitor and just let me go home. I guess in my heart this isn’t really home. It’s just a pit stop. And regardless of how bittersweet this existence is I don’t want to leave my girls. So my plan is to live to be 111. What do you think?

      I got a half dozen mixed with a dozen donut holes. The kids have their favorites; sprinkles, twisted glazed, cinnamon rolls. They look so good, but I went to the store and got myself gluten free, vegan chocolate muffins. Not quite the same but pretty good none the less. Donuts used to be an addiction for me at one point. I could scarf a dozen a day given the chance. Lol. And now I can’t have any or I go into a hyperglycemia sugar spike and then crash severely an hour later. So sad. Plus my digestion can’t handle gluten. Like a bowling ball in my stomach. Aging sucks.

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    1. Thank you so much. Truly! That means the world to me. That you would take the time and energy to put me in your heart even for a moment. More valuable than gold. πŸ’–πŸ™πŸ½πŸ₯°

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