It might feel like a good thing to wish that this was all over and that nobody would get hurt and that property wouldn't be vandalized, stolen, or burned; but it doesn't feel right - knowing that nothing will change until shit gets uncomfortable or inconvenient enough for those of us who don't seem to be willing to do the right thing until it affects us directly.
"...how we internalize [hurt feelings] to send us a message about what our relationship(s) mean to our partner(s) can sometimes be more destructive than [they] need to be. "
This time of year has a tendency to present the perfect conditions for me to question everything about my life. It's not a great time for me to be alone, but it's when my instincts tell me to withdraw from having to be present anywhere where I have to put on a mask to hide what's going on inside.
polyammering 