anxiety, depression, Husband, relationships, Uncategorized, Wyatt

It Billowed Like a Storm Surge

It hit me dead on; a slap in the face and a punch in the gut simultaneously. I saw a picture of Wyatt and it initiated a wave of nausea that washed over me, no, rather it billowed like a storm surge. I can't explain why I felt the way I did. It doesn't always… Continue reading It Billowed Like a Storm Surge

David, memories, relationships, Uncategorized, Wyatt

Not When He’s Smiling

"He doesn't look abusive," she said when I showed her a picture of my ex. "No, I suppose he doesn't," I responded. Thinking to myself at least not when he's smiling... if he was screaming in her face, she wouldn't think that. It was always fun with him around, until it wasn't. He was always… Continue reading Not When He’s Smiling

David, relationships, Uncategorized, Wyatt

God, just move on already, Emma!

I've been sitting here for an hour, one sentence written - since deleted. I've had this vague sense of what I would write about, but it's hard to express the swirling thoughts about it in my head. I've had the passing thought about the topic for a few days, and then today I stumbled upon… Continue reading God, just move on already, Emma!

Adventures in Dating, David, Excerise, memories, relationships, Uncategorized, Wyatt

Intense As…

I have a new friend you guise. Another American that recently moved here, and we have so much in common, it seems. I went to her house yesterday for an Art date (Just sit around and chat while being creative - it's been a good 7ish years since I've had a friend to do that… Continue reading Intense As…

Adventures in Dating, relationships, teenage years, Uncategorized, Wyatt, youth

Voice as Sweet as Salt

A friend posted something on Facebook about a new NOFX album. Well, Fuck, if that didn’t take me back. Imagine, if you will, skinny-minnie Emma in her green corduroy skate pants, or perhaps some baggy jeans with ripped up seams where the bottoms had been walked on beneath the heels of her Airwalks or Vans… Continue reading Voice as Sweet as Salt

relationships, Uncategorized

Girl-That-Looks-Like-Me

Several years ago I had a man tell me that I wasn't his type. That in and of itself was not a terrible thing - I've had several guys say that at some point... Not entirely pleasant either... buuuut.... With this man it really stung. It was the way he said it. It made me… Continue reading Girl-That-Looks-Like-Me