My experience with online dating was...well...interesting I guess. After my separation from my husband of several years, I found myself feeling free and ready to get out there and have.
Trigger Warning – this article has mention of abuse, manipulation, and no contact with abuser and family. We were visiting my grandmother in her room at the local retirement home.
We are all adults here, and I think its safe to say that sex is apart of being human and part of society. As a type 1 diabetic, it is.
I remember you pushing me out of the motor homes doors into that parking lot, where you had pushed my mother just before me. A few personal items were pitched.
When it does eventually come, the internal struggle is over, and then all is calm. Every cell of my body breathes deep sighs of sweet relief, and is suddenly calm. .
My hair started going grey when I was about 20 years old...just what every 20 year old wishes for. I had already been dyeing it for several years, but it.
Surviving the Shit Storm
I feel like I have lived 10 lives in this one, surviving each chapter, trying to learn the lessons from it and heal. When the shit storm starts at such a young age, that is how old souls are made