I keep a lot to myself. Some profound, some insignificant.
Codependency is called a disease of a “lost self.”
You are the friend everyone goes to for advice.
You have the upper hand. Sure, it’s eating you alive that you can’t see her post history, but at least that’s better than obsessing. You. Still. Win.
“It was simply the ‘brick wall’ effect. When we tried penetration, my vagina just shut him out.”
“My spirit. There’s been times I’m so close to just sitting on my kitchen floor and crying…and sometimes I do. But I have always been able to pull myself back up and keep at it.”
“My heart. It’s been broken, hurt, but still works!”
“Waiting for a man to change is the biggest mistake a woman has ever made.”
“I forgive myself for believing the lies I was told, knowing where it would lead.”
LIBRA: You find hidden meaning in things that have absolutely no hidden meaning. I’m not sure whether anyone ever told you this, but sometimes a cucumber is just a cucumber. Sometimes riding a horse is just riding a horse. Sometimes eating a popsicle is just eating a popsicle….