You Aren’t Picky, You Know What You Want

You Aren’t Picky, You Know What You Want

In November 2010, while sitting next to a guy who didn’t love me, I swore I wouldn’t date again unless the guy was incredibly special. I had been told numerous times I was too picky or expecting too much. Yet, I decided that dating guys who didn’t...
Confession 10: I Was Wrong about Love

Confession 10: I Was Wrong about Love

I didn’t realize until recently how wrong I have been about love. While I knew love was supposed to be unconditional, and there is a whole passage in the Bible about how love is patient, kind, it is not easily angered, nor keeps record of wrongs and many other...
Confession 9b: I am a Highly Sensitive Person

Confession 9b: I am a Highly Sensitive Person

9b?  Yes, there was a 9. It’s now a private post.  I sent it to one of my best friends; Janet, she’s been trying to help me see the real me.  She sent me to the Highly Sensitive Person test again. And told me to take the test again. (God bless her)  Of the...
Confession 8 These Confessions are Surprising to Me

Confession 8 These Confessions are Surprising to Me

Before I started, I decided I would do a week’s worth of confessions. I had a topic for each of the seven posts. Then I started writing the posts. Well, I confessed more than I realized I would. There are things I hadn’t intended to talk about yet. There...
Confession 7 I am happy…

Confession 7 I am happy…

Many people know I’m pretty happy,  (even silly with close friends) but  to some this may come as a surprise with these confessions of late.  These confessions are not about saying I am that, they are about discovering me (more about that in Confession 8),...
Confession 6  A Terrible Need for Affection

Confession 6 A Terrible Need for Affection

Confession 6 I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it. ~ Audrey Hepburn My heart bleeds. No, I don’t mean literally… but then again… If I could I would give blood 5 times each and every year.  My vow every year however...
Confession 5

Confession 5

Confession 5 The two stories told yesterday were mostly because they are what is going to make hitting publish on this post difficult.  They didn’t accept that the anorexia developed from pain and I needed love to recover… instead they caused me to retreat...
Confession 4 I am not entirely over anorexia…

Confession 4 I am not entirely over anorexia…

Confession 4 I am not entirely over anorexia… Ok… if you are a regular reader, you have heard this already.  If you have just read the confessions of the last few days you’ve seen it mentioned. But it was a very large part of my life.  It is something that...
Confession 3: I am mad at God

Confession 3: I am mad at God

Side Note: I know not everyone who reads my blog is spiritual or believes in God, so please respect that I do. Confession 3: I am sometimes very confused, very hurt, and mad when it comes to God. I wish I weren’t. I wish it were as simple as believe. I believe...
Confession:  I’m trying not to hate … me

Confession: I’m trying not to hate … me

Confession 2: I’m mad.  I’m angry.  I hate. I’ve been working on these feelings, because they were extremely large… like Incredible Hulk large… and raging like him. But who am I most mad at?  Who makes me angry most of all?  Who do I hate?  Me. I...