Skip to main content

April is such a good month

They say that a person's favorite month is the month they were born. This year is quite accurate for me. Starting on the 1st I will have 2 paid days off. A friend from Seattle is going to be in Ellensburg but driving to Yakima and taking me to lunch. She is one of my cruise friends and I love her to death! We are making tentative plans to go visit the Twilight sets down in Oregon sometime before the cruise but that is still up in the air. If we do go there will be a few of us having way too much Twilight fun. :)

Happy Birthday Pictures, Images and Photos



April 3 - 4 I'm being treated to a pampering type of weekend in Seattle. I only know a limited amount of info on this one. I'm being flown to Seattle. Going to dinner and then to see Michael Buble. The rest is all a question. He has it all planned out and I'm just supposed to relax and have fun.

Jasper Says Relax Pictures, Images and Photos



A couple of weeks later I'm heading back to Seattle for a day trip. Linda and Bobbi, the cruise organizers, have invited me to join them at a Mariners game. I'm going to drive over early enough to wander around for awhile before meeting up with them. This will be my first game since the train accident. I will do my best to hold things together and not let it affect me. I need to face my demons and finally exorsize them from my life. The memory will always be there but I don't need to allow it to control me.


Twilight - Vampire baseball Pictures, Images and Photos



All in all...April is shaping up quite nicely. :)

Popular posts from this blog

love

It's a struggle knowing he didn't love me and never did.  To find out the things he does now for his wife?  The woman who is bigger than I ever was, the woman who has been married multiple times, the woman who is tatted up and he hated tats, the woman who shows jealousy, the woman he won't keep secrets from but kept them from me, the woman who is everything he said he hated in me.  Knowing all of this has made me hate him.  I know it does nothing to him.  It will only eat away at me but that has been happening to me for almost 20 years.  I can only now admit that I hate this man with every fiber of my being.    When I met him, I was in a good place.  I was happy with myself, I had friends, I loved sex and I believed in love.  In the almost 2 years I was with him, he destroyed every last bit of me.  I know it was only 2 years but in 2 years, he obliterated every bit of who I was.  Not a day went by where he didn't mentally or em...

Too much...

 There are days I enjoy living my life.  There are days I thoroughly hate it.  Yesterday, while grocery shopping, I almost had a breakdown.  Standing there in the aisle, I had to fight, with everything in me, to not start crying.   Too much has been hitting me this month and I think I'm at the end of my rope.   Beginning of the month, D's new wife sent me a text telling me to lose his number, email and address because I already had my chance with him. I laughed at the absurdity of everything she said in that text as it sounded like something a teenaged girl would write. I haven't wanted that man in almost 20 years, so, she is either highly jealous of his past and any woman he used to be interested in or is extremely insecure with herself and her relationship.  Regardless of her mental state, I told her I was just catching up on life with him, but I will respect her request and not talk to him again.  I've been told she has been married 4...

A lifetime

 I have been mentally ill for as long as I can remember.  I honestly don't remember a time when I thought I was worth loving or even being allowed to live.  I've been suicidal, I've had a catatonic moment, I've been severely depressed.  In essence, I've been a mental mess.  I didn't know why.  I just was.  Doctors put me on medication but they barely touched my illness.  The demons were still there.  When I went off of the medication, those voices were loud and strong.   They controlled me.  The problem was...I didn't mind it.  It was a comfort for me.  It was my safe space.  I embraced their words. I know that sounds twisted but mental illness doesn't make sense. One year ago I decided I had enough.  I wanted to be happy.  I wanted to live my life, not just exist in it.  I went back on medication.  It helped...for a while.  Then those voices started coming back.  "You aren't worth i...