Wishcast Wednesday...Luxury

This week Jamie asks us "What luxury do you wish for?" I wasn't going to answer this one this week. Why? Well to put it simply, I don't like to wish for things for myself. But, I got to thinking and if there was only one luxury I could have it would be an old cottage by the sea (maybe even in the UK somewhere, like Glastonbury or Cornwall). Heck it could even be a "Hobbit Hole" by the sea. In it I wish I could have all my favorite things...my books, my nick-nacks, my computer, my pens and journals, my kitties, and my 2 girls, and my beloved. Maybe it isn't a total luxury, but it's probably the one thing I would ever really ask for that I would want for me.

Just Amazing!

Whitney's making a come back, and this song off her new album is just amazing. I can so relate to this song.

Sometimes I Walk Alone

I have the Greenday song "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" stuck in my head lately. It kind feels like my "theme" song at the moment. Yes, I have people in my life that love me and support me...my kids, my prince charming. But this feeling is on a different level, one that I can't explain.

Boulevard Oof Broken Songs Lyrics

I feel so lost in this world. Sometimes I don't know who I am, or who I am supposed to be. Living with a person for 20 years that constantly tells you that you aren't good at things...you don't cook right, you don't clean right, you don't clean the way I like it, you don't fold the clothes right, you shouldn't write that kind of book you should do this kind, why do you have to wear that (jeans and a fashion tee...nothing fancy or flashy), the list of things goes on. Next is...we can't make ends meet because it's your fault, you're lazy, you can't get a job because you don't have a degree, you need to go get such n such degree and do such n such job, this list goes on and on and on, too.

Before that, I was in a couple of other abusive relationships, one was physical the other was emotional/mental I guess you could say. Somedays I just feel so defeated, like I'm at the bottom of a well with no way out.

I do have a terrific guy in my life now. But it's so hard to accept the things he tells me. After years and years of being told the opposite, it's hard to believe the things he says is true. He's throwing me a rope, to help pull me out of the well but I can't seem to reach it yet. It's still out of reach.

Under Construction

So, I'm not quite sure yet what this blog is going to be about. Therefore, it is under creation.

There are some days that I feel like I am wandering down a lonely road, aimlessly, lost and alone. Trying continuously to find my way back to who I am and what I am.