Playing with fire.

Dear Amy: I was close friends with a woman, “B,” for 10 years. Around six months ago, our friendship began to unravel because of her sudden racism, spreading rumors about me, her husband being incredibly grossly sexual toward me, her narcotic addictions, and the amount of time I spent watching her children while she andContinue reading “Playing with fire.”

Doing my dead-cat routine!

I haven’t blogged lately about my iffing (intermittent fasting) efforts. I figured I’d catch you all up on it.  I’d assumed that a later-in-the-day window for eating would work well for me, like from 4:00 PM until bedtime, for example. However, I was wrong. For whatever weird reason, I feel compelled to eat as soonContinue reading “Doing my dead-cat routine!”

Paper as a metaphor!

Dear Amy: I am a single male in my early 30s. After law school, I met “Judith,” and we became best friends. Judith and I were both competitive athletes in the same sport, the same age and knew some of the same people. The friendship was always strictly platonic. Honestly, I considered her my bestContinue reading “Paper as a metaphor!”

The Tower’s foundation matters!

I have amazing news. I think I’ve done it! I’ve finally reached the pinnacle of valuing myself. And I’ve been pushing myself so hard to get here that I really want to celebrate. I think it’s what I came into this lifetime to master–self-value–so praise God! I guess I can spend the rest of thisContinue reading “The Tower’s foundation matters!”

Meg’s adventures in online dating.

Thanks to Ashley Leia’s suggestion, I joined the Bumble dating site. It’s been fun already! It’s bringing back memories of the first story I wrote for NYC Midnight. It was a rom-com in which the heroine found it odd that all the men on a dating site were holding huge fish. Well, times have changedContinue reading “Meg’s adventures in online dating.”

Trying to reason through the weirdness.

I’ve been musing more about Stevil, my neighbor, who instilled in me this recurring relationship pattern of male friendship going badly awry when I ask to be more than friends. I’ve been wondering about the conversation that started it all: Why did he ask me if I’d been sexually abused? He said, “You seem toContinue reading “Trying to reason through the weirdness.”

When the numbers don’t add up.

Based in part on a prior email I received from him stating this: Part of my neurosis is OCD behaviors. You know how you open a can of soda and your entire goal is to drink until it is empty? Just me, huh? That’s how I am with everything. Once I arrive at work IContinue reading “When the numbers don’t add up.”

Poor Clara!!

Dear Amy: I think I’m too considerate and helpful. I often go out of my way to help my friends. I always answer their messages right away. I’m always available when they ask. I guess I do this because it makes me feel important and loved. When my friends are selfish, I get quietly resentfulContinue reading “Poor Clara!!”

It all happens at the post office.

So, I went back to the post office once I realized that I’d reversed The Bounty Hunter’s address. It wasn’t 1415 but 1514. Go figure. And the guy who works there was ONCE AGAIN obviously happy to see me, happier than most people ever are, okay? He was leaning toward me, all smiles, even thoughContinue reading “It all happens at the post office.”

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