Her lips were soft, her touch firm, she smelled of roses and her juices tasted like liquid velvet. She was a distraction, someone I knew in my heart I didn’t want to see again but fulfilled me for the night. I laid in bed curled up in my sheets into the early morning hours staring […]Read more "Slithering Control | (The Bare Essentials Series)"
Tomorrow is my first one on one session since the stone age and here I am sitting in my apartment staring at the walls wishing I had someone else to talk too. Someone who wouldn’t judge me for the emotional baggage I’ve deposited in the Delaware river. Dredging it up will be like sinking into mud, […]Read more "Plaster Prison | (The Bare Essential Series)"
Holiday’s revolve around food and my bipolar mother. It’s filled with disappointment, encouragement, guilt and hope. And despite all of it, I know I’ll be back again soon. Growing up with my mother around brought me into a different circle of peers. My father was distantly attentive if I needed money he was there, but […]Read more "Easter Ropes | (The Bare Essentials Series)"
Why do I have expectations? For something better, for someone to be different, for a chase at anything that isn’t this numbness I carry around? It’s not as if someone else could solve my issues, I’m facing that in a devastatingly drastic form. But it seems as though sometimes I can’t even tell when I’m […]Read more "Balls in my Court | (The Bare Essentials Series)"
I stared at the door to the meeting hall. Normally I would head right in with the fake smile I give when I tell my dates I’ll call them. This time, I could barely move. My mind was reeling and my self-worth seemed to be crashing into the pile of fake horse shit I let […]Read more "Goodbye Wednesday | (The Bare Essentials Series)"
I have a rule, never bring them back to my place. They will fill the gaps of serenity that I have provided myself in my home with memories that will become like flash movies. I don’t want to feel, but mostly I don’t want those memories. However, it still takes a while to get used […]Read more "Water Soluble | (The Bare Essential Series)"
“I don’t fucking need anyone! None of them want me, anyways.” “Vivian, that makes no sense. You are gorgeous, smart…” she trailed off as if there were no more words to be found in describing me. Personally, I thought I was resilient, courageous, adventurous, brave, smart, intelligent, and beautiful. Gorgeous seem to be an overstatement […]Read more "On My Own | (The Bare Essentials Series)"
“Why are you here?” said the skinny twig sitting next to me. I blanked for the first time as I looked across the room to find Wednesday’s seat unfulfilled with her soft, warm body. I glanced over to the person sitting next to me and saw her staring right at me. “Excuse me?” “It’s your […]Read more "Empty | (The Bare Essentials Series)"
After Mr. Wifey, I found myself slithering in heartache. Anyone, I mean literally anyone could scratch the itch that he left me with. To the point that self-worth wasn’t really even part of my vocabulary, after all, I did the dirtiest of deeds in the sanctity of “love”. You would think this is what landed […]Read more "Desired | (The Bare Essentials Series)"
Sex, periods and poop; three things that somehow make their way in the conversation over our Bloomin Onion and Sangrias. I’m not likely to see the people sitting around me when I divulge this information to her, so why should I worry about the stomachs and opinions of everyone else? Until the day I worried […]Read more "Emotions on a String | (The Bare Essentials Series)"