Just when I think the demons have retreated from the light I’ve been basking in, they slither back through the murky corridors, their menacing whispers echo. Not thin enough. Not pretty enough. Not good enough. They grab tendrils of my hair as I try to run from them, they tug to halt my shaky steps. They … More Mercurial Rumination
She is dancing between panic and bliss. I’ve given her a guttural sick feeling. I have to, to remind her that the last man broke her. I hate him; HATE him for what he has done to her. He’s made her doubt everything good that comes out of a man’s mouth. He made her doubt … More I Am Tara’s Disenchanted Heart
Last year I started dialogue with a guy after MPA. He became my friend. He was the best friend of a dear
I haven’t been witness to romantic love enduring all things. I don’t know if I’m capable of fully loving a man ever again. Love requires trust. Me, trust a man again? I’m more likely to eat a steak while wearing a fur coat. Dating is an entity apart from love, trust, and all that sunshine crap. … More Caution: Dating While Damaged
Amidst the Chaos she gathered the scattered pieces of her Soul. Once her puzzle was complete she saw she was not the same. Faded, war-torn, jagged…Absolutely Beautiful. -xo 3T
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The following story was submitted by Tara from Even At Your Darkest. We admire the courage, vulnerability, and radical honesty of this heart-felt retelling. ………………………………………………………………. I’m tucked into this cute bungalow, feeling its good vibes, listening to my dogs wrestle, seeing the flowers blooming outside the window…
Sunday, using the guise of continuous snow, the dogs and I chose to remain in jammies, sip wine, and binge on various television shows. Who can clean the house or do anything productive when it is snowing? It hinders ones motivation. After Joey and Cash’s morning jaunt through piles of this unwelcome snow we … More The Universe is Calling. It Wants Your Bravado.