In Celebration of Peter Pans.
My dating types are Peter Pans. Maybe, to us, self-professed Renaissance women, their appearance in our lives stimulates and tips over our creativity.
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I Want a Free Man, Not an Addict.
Yes, I speak Addict 101. I’m fluent in your language. It’s my native tongue. But I’m enchanted by a new magical language now.
Toying with Tinder: Is ‘out There’ Really Where I’ll Find My Flame?
Are such men spending their time scrolling through Tinder? Or do these men have faith, like me, that they’ll stumble upon love when the timing’s right?
What Being Ace Means to Me: Asexual Musings.
I don’t need to defend myself, but I feel I need to advocate for us asexual middle-agers who -- despite who we were before, whatever the hell came before, who we fucked, loved, identified as, whatever -- are whole now.
While You Were Out Getting Married And Having A Family.
In fact, while you were out getting married and starting a family, I started my own business! My babies came in the form of creative projects and written works that were just as important to me as your physical children. This was what sustained me spiritually, mentally, and financially, giving ...
Glow: Finding My Soft Place To Land.
At first, I was too scared to do more than look, then something inside me said, Go for it. Intuitively I knew that if I took this leap of faith, it would get me on the road to forgiveness of all that had gone wrong in my marriage and move me forward in my healing.