or made love to for almost 10 yrs. I'm a female, aged almost 70, divorced 20 yrs. I've met several men who I felt attracted to since my divorce but only one reciprocated and then later admitted that he was still married, not separated as he had led me to believe. The last man I felt something for has just recently made it known that he is a confirmed bachelor after several months of getting to know him and me flirting. I'm an attractive professional woman, fit, kind, funny, and I would like to think somewhat sexy. This last rejection has really left me in a slump and I fear that I will never be with anyone again as I'm not so young anymore. I know there are still other things in life that are fun and lots of people like the single life but I always have been one to like romance and intimacy and it feels pretty empty to think that this might be the end of it for me.
I feel guilty for watching the programs we recorded to watch together. I know it’s irrational because it’s my tv and they’re not coming back, but every time I watch one I get sad.
I can't stand the wasteful disposable clothing that costs nothing and disintegrates after washing it once. I'd rather buy less clothes and have it last longer than take part in fast-food-esque fashion.
This person is really sweet, kind and nice. I want to have her in my life more but I don't think she feels the same way. Right now it is not a possibility too.
Great - Now I know why I have so many spiders. This place also has a lot of ants. I just smushed ~20, but they have too many numbers. The first year in a new place is always fun.
Almost every single couple I know is on the edge of breaking up. If they are a really happy couple it’s only for the kids or Reno’s and yearly vacation. I can’t stand by and pretend I don’t know what’s going on and when they ask for my advice I tell it as I see it, break up or make love with your partner before some else does! Seek counselling and stop the act.
I cried today
Just out of the blue
Its me !!
I'm mad at myself
For being so stupid
Seems like all my stuff is always destroyed... even with neighbours our blue bin never comes back and it mysteriously appears with those douche bags the next week. Fucken terds. I want my own place finally.
I confess that I feel like an idiot because I keep being sad about the possibility that I hurt the one I love. I hate to think of him being hurt. The reason I feel dumb though, is because I know that he didn’t care when he hurt me. Maybe he wasn’t hurt or sad about losing me; I don’t know, but I just can’t seem to stop worrying about him and his feelings.
Had such a great day today, feeling good. Wish I could hold this feeling forever.