The First Morning Without the Weight: My Valentine to Myself
And this morning, I woke up happy. Happy with a tiny dog on my chest, looking up at me with sleepy eyes before choosing to trust me enough to drift back to sleep. I am mourning the woman I used to be, the one who accepted the crumbs for all those years. But I am wildly, desperately in love with who I am today. The woman who is finally the priority.
Cheaters of All Kinds Part I
They are masters at hiding secrets behind charm, hiding betrayal behind generosity, hiding rot behind warmth, all with a smile. Until that one day. Not when they confess—they never confess. Not when guilt finally catches up—it never does. But when the evidence stacks too high, when the story stops adding up, when someone finally connects the dots they worked so hard to keep scattered. They are caught. Not because they slipped. Not because they admitted anything. But because even the best webs have weak threads…
Cheaters of All Kinds Part 2
Why We Keep Falling For Them
Be honest with yourself. If a kind, stable, slightly boring person walked up to you at a party, would you notice them? Or would your eyes be glued to the loud, beautiful, magnetic one across the room? We are drawn to these people because they are exciting. They make us feel like we won a prize. But here’s the truth they don’t want you to know.
The patterns don’t lie, trust them
Behind closed doors, the playful charm he showed the world was replaced by verbal cruelty. He frequently addressed me with demeaning titles such as “Complete Zero,” “Fcking Idiot,” and “Fcking Moron,” often mocking my intelligence. This behavior continued until the end of our relationship; one of his final messages to me was the derogatory remark, “What the f*ck… you act like you just got off the boat from China.”
The Thousand Small Cuts
Trying to be partners with someone who still operates from a place of secrecy and blame is like trying to build a house on quicksand. My peaceful intention was sincere, but it was no match for his unchanged character.
Two Years Getting to know Myself
In the past two years, I’ve discovered the life I thought I knew was a lie. I’d been living blindly, hoping against all odds that things would improve. But with each passing day, I’ve found strength within myself. I’ve cried, battled silently, and endured countless moments of pain. Yet, I’ve refused to let that pain break me.
Piecing Together the Truth: A Puzzle of Secrets
It’s a shocking revelation – those deceptive puzzle pieces were cleverly inserted into your life, right under your nose. You were unaware of the manipulation, assuming each piece fit seamlessly into the bigger picture. But now, you see the truth.
I Learned the Hard Way
My story is an emotional account of my experiences with infidelity, trauma, and the challenges of rebuilding my life.
My Eagle at the Perfect Time!
I came back home crying so much and I kept praying to God for some answers. I am glad that I found solace in something that uplifted my spirits – an eagle sighting right outside of my front door!