running parallel...

ever notice that with certain individuals your close to; that your personal 'current events' while not seeming similar often boil down to the same things?? I have a few close friends who are all facing their own terrifying new beginnings while I am attempting to muddle through mine. I say it's a testament to the love we have for each other that we continually get through and pick ourselves up; not only for ourselves, but for each other. That we offer support for one another from the same stores that have long ago gone dry for each individually. I say this but truly mean it each time... I am blessed.

they all said...

they all said just get it over with, if you're ever really going to get over him you have to take that first step; just be with someone else. Just get over the initial hump and you'll feel better, it'll be the start... so why do I now feel worse than ever?

Feeling bluesey...

Random Chisa fact number 113: I'm overly affectionate... I have determined that my latest bout of the blues is thanks to my self imposed celibacy. I'm now getting back into the dating game but I went from cuddle time
on the regular to none at all and I am lonely. I need affection...

more "firsts"

I have compiled a list of significant "firsts" (things I have accomplished once again since the stroke; activities I've had to work hard to be able to successfully attempt again), well at least the ones that came to mind within the past month or so. They come fewer and further between making them feel more 'hard won'; but are in my opinion giant leaps... "FIRSTS": -lanis bday 1st slow dance w/ george -stocks costume bash 1st time waling in boots w/ slight wedge all night; also cane free -lani's bday 1st slow dance with George -11/10 dusted ceiling fan blades standing on floor made friendship bracelet in 1hr started coloring again; finished pic in 1 hr -10/28 drew entire page collage -10/25 read entire book in one day

Says it all...

Watch "Jessie J - Who You Are" on YouTube

hopes up....

I really believe that one of the bigger life lessons I'm supposed to implement this go round is to 'not count my chickens before they're hatched'... To stop getting my hopes up and building a script, a storyline before there is even a foundation. So my current goal is to not get my hopes up. To not get my hopes up that: you really have read my blog in it's entirety and are not too overwhelmed by what you've learned; that you want to be the one whose exception I am; that he has read my blog and understands not only what he's given up but also why he needs to let me move on; that my progress has not begun to slow; that those who say they don't mind honestly do not; that I will reach my goal size by sticking to the routine/regimen that I am currently practicing; that I really do make Him proud...

Safeword

Even with the traumatic hurdles I've faced I honestly crave (once I feel COMPLETELY safe with you) that angry sex can be one of the hottest, more cathartic ways to agree to disagree, or stop the fight before it goes somewhere it doesn't need to.

However because of certain 'life lessons' I would need to implement a safe word, something that if uttered whispered, or screamed would magically flip the switch to gentle if I needed it. If "Ipo" being my safe word could magically comunicate my need for almost instantaneous reassurance and gentle tenderness no matter what we were sexually engaged in; that would be something I'd seriously put on the table.  But most humans don't have a behavioral switch that can be triggered ALL THE TIME if it's not personally important enough for them.

But in a perfect world...