So, I have had a good two months. Leave it to me to meet what appeared to be a promising person on line who is caretaker for his BiPolar MOther. Ugh. At any rate 6 weeks of great contact and meeting once has now ended. I feel like I have no barometer for healthy interaction. Naturally, I dove right into empathy/compassion mode and one stressful week from me; one week where I wasn't ontop of my game, and he has faded away.
In the disintegration, I found myself missing my ex best friend BiPolar DSO. I had done so well, but got undone once again.
the warning for people trying to hang in is this: I have been in fallout for over a year, but the damage of it still kicks me in the butt. I wonder if I will ever be able to relate interpersonally with a man again in a way that is just fun. I need some fun, but I feel like there is no one out there who is normal. Am I normal?
trying to get my Tall Walk back - but tis a challenge.
In the disintegration, I found myself missing my ex best friend BiPolar DSO. I had done so well, but got undone once again.
the warning for people trying to hang in is this: I have been in fallout for over a year, but the damage of it still kicks me in the butt. I wonder if I will ever be able to relate interpersonally with a man again in a way that is just fun. I need some fun, but I feel like there is no one out there who is normal. Am I normal?
trying to get my Tall Walk back - but tis a challenge.




