Skin hunger

As I struggle to find a place that is comfortable to lie in, my body aches for touch. To feel the curve of someone behind me, safe in their embrace. Their breath on my neck, the length of their body curled around mine. The weight of their presence a comfort, easy, and secure. Their warmth and energy mingling with mine. Instead I lay within a nest of pillows, strategically placed to offer some support and comfort, and the illusion of weight. No warmth, no energy exchange, a lone tree on a deserted...

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I had to loose my breasts

I had to loose my breasts to get the narcissist who was in my life out. Ok, so that may be a tad dramatic. I did have breast cancer and had to have a double mastectomy I did have a narcissist in my life, that I was fully aware that he was one. It wasn't until I had the mastectomy was I able to cut him completely out of my life forever and ever and ever. Just like the cancer that was in my body, the cancer that was him was cut out of my heart. That may sound harsh. And Nasty. But remember that...

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