Why do I spy on my partner? Ah, the joys of being the wife of an addict/alcoholic. The lies, and deceit, and not sure what to believe. Chasing them, and/or the truth, and sometimes not believing either of them. In some ways, we are like Magnum PI (am I showing my age here?) andContinue Reading “WHY do I spy on my partner?”
As wives and mothers, we have an expectation that we can “handle it”. It would seem that those around us know that as well. We are the glue that keeps our households running. We are the doers of all of the things – laundry, dinner, homework, appointments, job/career, kids… it’s exhausting. Have you seenContinue Reading “Who helps YOU?”
Detach – it’s not really a concrete thing… I knew the people in the rooms would tell me to detach. Detach with love they’d say. Focus on you. Repeat the Serenity Prayer and realize the only thing you have the ability to change is yourself. It was all so abstract though. I just wanted someoneContinue Reading “You can detach without leaving”
I’m sure you’ll agree- a woman can hold a resentment. We are built to remember all the things. Our minds take in everything around us. I’m pretty sure my uterus doubles as a homing device, because if someone can’t find something, I can usually tell them where they left it. We carry the mental load,Continue Reading “Resentments”
There are lots of plant references in life. There’s family trees, grass being greener on the other side of the fence, growing like a weed. You get the picture… One of the ones that has always been intriguing is “getting to the root of it”. “It” could be anything from a physical issue to mentalContinue Reading “Getting to the root of it”
I’m sure you’ve heard it said – “hurt people, hurt people”. If you’ve been reading my posts for any length of time, you know that shifting out of victim mode is ‘my thing’. I am a huge proponent of looking at things from another angle so as to gain confidence and power versus sitting onContinue Reading “Quietly Strong”
Do you know how it feels to be content?
There’s a reason WHY you keep going. In some cases our why might just be “because I have to”. And that’s legit.
Asking for help can be hard As wives and mothers, I think we have been conditioned in a way to have an expectation that we can “handle it”. We multitask with the best of ’em. I’m pretty sure our uterus’ also serve as an internal homing device – because chances are, if someone is lookingContinue Reading “Help.”
Life is a play – and you’re the star. To be the best at any role – you have to implement self care.