A Piece of my Fabric

Therapy Session #1: Narcissism

Remember when I told y’all I don’t see a therapist anymore?  Well, here you are…about the kill it as my new confidant.  Let’s put your mad skills to use.  Pen and paper out…session #1 begins now.

I am divorced.  Quite happily, actually.  The fifteen-year relationship I deemed the most important in my life at the time was dark, unpredictable, unhealthy, and fake.  I stepped into the light…tentatively and with lots of hesitation, but stepped nonetheless…and have never looked back in longing or regret.  Not ever.

My ex-husband and I dated for seven years before tying the knot.  I knew.  I knew he wasn’t  the one.  I knew he had a major issue.  I knew I was going down a dark path…possibly one of no return.  But, I’m stubborn.  I’m not a quitter.  I like to be right, to prove people wrong, and to fix problems.  He was a problem that I couldn’t fix, but I wouldn’t accept that for fifteen years. Continue reading “A Piece of my Fabric”

Jump in, feet first

Just like cold water, there’s no better way to get used to it–jump in, feet first!  So, here I am…wingin’ this blogging thing, this teacher thing, this momma thing…just wingin’ this life thing!

I’m Abbey, y’all.  I’m a momma.  I’m an early childhood teacher.  I’m a divorcee.  I’m dating.  I’m trying to go organic and natural (to a point, let’s not get crazy).  I’m finding my faith.  And I. Am. Strugglin’.  At all of it.  Like, forreal.  I mean, does anyone have this thing under control?  Ever?  I feel like just when my confidence is up, the universe says, “SIKE!”

So, I’m going to share some of my experiences with y’all.  I’m hoping I can make some of you feel normal (is that a thing?), give some of you a little confidence (you ARE rockin’ this life), shed some light on things (nobody’s a genius at everything), and clear my head and heart in the process.

I don’t see a therapist anymore, so you are it.  Get ready.  You got this.

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