Category: Relationships

  • For What It’s Worth

    For What It’s Worth

    Yesterday started off really well for me, talking on the phone with my mom about all sorts of things. I wanted to share a couple of them with The Boyfriend, when he finally came downstairs. He prepared a bowl of cereal and I excitedly asked if we could talk. While standing at the bottom of…

  • Screen Time Before Bed

    Screen Time Before Bed

    So, The Boyfriend seems to believe that screen time during bed time right before sleeping… is just some wrong opinion I have. Yesterday, we did a worksheet for the Recovery Program and it involved identifying areas of neuroplasticity that we could work to improve. There were 3 out of 6 types of neuroplasticity listed and…

  • What a Broken Woman Needs

    What a Broken Woman Needs

    In light of my last post and the event surrounding it, I’ve sat pondering what it is that I truly need. I am the Broken Woman, and have been for decades, despite how much time and effort I’ve put in to fix myself (over and over again), to pick up those repeatedly broken pieces and…

  • The Struggle Bus

    The Struggle Bus

    Sheesh. I really fell off the Journaling/Blog wagon, didn’t I? We’re already on the 4th day of the new year and I’m finally planting my ass in the chair to write. The Struggle Bus has left the station and descended into the Void of Despair. Last night was rough and I wasn’t in a good…

  • What am I [to you]?

    What am I [to you]?

    Last night, I asked if you were going to pause the show we were watching (as it was after 9p and you had to work in the morning), except my brain shorted out at, “Are you gonna…” and the words I needed got blown away like a plastic bag in high winds. By the time…

  • Jealousy

    Jealousy

    The Boyfriend went to a mandatory work-at-a-store thing yesterday and then a “work” lunch afterwards. As part of the day’s events, 2 of his coworkers planned to come by after to play card/board games. However, 3 more tagged along. Two of them I know, and the new hire that he’s personally training. I’ve previously asked…

  • It’s a Slippery Slope

    It’s a Slippery Slope

    Recovery from Addiction is a mountainous climb that involves many treacherous situations. One wrong move and you’re sliding down that slippery slope back to the bottom. I’m addicted to nicotine, but I won’t say that I fully understand other addictions. I believe I have a good enough grasp of it, based on the research and…

  • Fell Off the Wagon

    Fell Off the Wagon

    Missed a couple days in journal blogging this week. I haven’t been feeling as good mentally/emotionally as I had when the Fog of Emotional Flatlining finally lifted last week. Been in a “fuck it” and play Enshrouded kinda mood. Yesterday’s couple’s counseling and last night’s check-in were both fairly rough for me. I’m trying my…

  • Stranger Things

    Stranger Things

    I am a LITTLE obsessed with Stranger Things. I have the main theme as an alarm tone. One of my favorite things to wear is an overly large Stranger Things long-sleeve shirt (it has pockets). Since the first half of the newest (and last?!) season dropped over the holiday, I asked The Boyfriend to do…

  • Panic Attack

    Panic Attack

    Yesterday was rough, though it didn’t start out that way… I got up early and did the cat swapping, since we can now get back to the normal routines. Made coffee, got on my PC for blogging, made an adjustment in the video settings of Minecraft, and proceeded to spend the next hour or so…

  • Finally Back Home

    Finally Back Home

    Welp… it’s 4-something in the morning, because “Fall Back” Daylight Saving Time (anyone else call it “savings”?!) Shenanigans, and here I am doing a catch-up on my bloggening, after having spent a week and a half in Arkansas. I tried to do it while I was gone, but only managed a couple days of that…

  • The Journey Begins

    The Journey Begins

    I had a bit of an emotional rollercoaster yesterday, starting quite early. On Monday, I casually mentioned that we were in the process of signing up for the Recovery Program (RP for short) for The Boyfriend’s addiction. As part of my morning routine, I check our accounts and adjust the budget accordingly (ah yes, this…