Tag: romance

Down the Rabbit Hole – Part 1: Dating Friends

Down the Rabbit Hole – Part 1: Dating Friends

I needed a bit of a mental break from talking about Sparkles for a bit and the point we are in my story just happens to provide the perfect opportunity to dive much further into my past.  I feel it’s important to recognize how past experiences (good and bad), traumas and relationships develop a pattern over time. Continue reading “Down the Rabbit Hole – Part 1: Dating Friends”

The Forbidden Fruit

The Forbidden Fruit

Now, I mentioned that Sparkles broke it off with Ms. Twiggy.  This is

My first week working for this client, he tells me that he bought tickets for him and his girlfriend to see a rock concert.  He wanted me to print out directions, nearby places to eat and such.  I put together a pretty elaborate package for him and he was totally impressed. Winning!  The day of the concert, Continue reading “The Forbidden Fruit”

The Full Circle

The Full Circle

 

Double Dipping

Eventually, and thanks to an amazing friend getting my foot in the door, the cleaning part of my business got busy enough I had to hire help.  I had a hard time finding it and an even harder time keeping it.  First Guy, who was technically my boyfriend, was squatting with this asshole friend of his at some house that was for sale and didn’t have a job.  Remember when I said something was missing?  He didn’t have his shit together and wasn’t actively doing anything about it.

Oh, and by the way, Continue reading “The Full Circle”

The Circle (2/2)

The Circle (2/2)

We left off with the first half of my circle of guys.  By now, I hope you all realize there’s was something really missing in my life.  I felt like I was making up for not having enough attention in my previous engagement but I also felt a strong need to feel in control.  I did that by being totally out of control.  I know.  Ironic.  I was using these guys to meet all of my needs and fill the voids in my life.  What I really wanted (and I still do) is a child of my own.  I had to leave the sweetest little boy that I considered my son and made me melt every time he called me “Mommy” because he was Ex Fiancé’s and I had no rights.  I mean, I considered running away to Mexico with the kid, but I never followed through.  Anyway, back to the other half of the circle. Continue reading “The Circle (2/2)”