- The first part is something that I sent to cindygerb this weekend. It's a part of the journey of recovery:
Oh, soulsmatch, why did you have to demand more than I could give? Why did you feel the need to restrict my love to only you? You've ripped out my heart. You've ripped out my soul.
Oh, I hurt so much but I can't be me and give you what you want. If I don't have me, I don't have you either.
- I am forging my Self back into coherence again. I was dissipating and expending myself trying to resolve the issue with Cindy and I. I'm taking those parts and bringing them back into my chaotic whole again.
- I am rebuilding my social network that I ignored and let atrophy for too long. I've lost people but I've also gained too. It's turning into a friendly field of delight with a number of shiny bright people sprinkled into it.