Why I Love My Very Few Friends. This is How They Feed Me.
How words are food, and we are starving ourselves and each other. AND one way to fix it. Or two. Stay tuned.
When Loving Your Partner Becomes a Long-Term Prison Sentence
How love can turn to hate when a partner refuses self-care, and because of either vows or situations, you feel trapped.
With That, a 45-Year Relationship Drifted Away
I let it. No, it wasn’t easy, but it had to be done.
Do Women REALLY Need a Man?
We might need them, but not this way, and that’s the whole problem