Update: I’m Back … Kind of

I really needed to be silent for a bit.

The path I’d been on was not good and ended rather sharply in a lot of pain.

I’d correctly seen the relationship with the boyfriend in a slow march to hell and we finally landed there.

The specifics don’t matter — at least in using my voice here. This was a painful enough event to have knocked me out of the game of life for a hot minute and, in being laid low, I had to face myself, heal, and consequently, be set on a new path.

The pertinent details are that I had been living between the two houses: At home with my family during the day, at the boyfriend’s for the night. Living in two places, effectively, meant I didn’t have a home. I was not and could not be settled anywhere, and that? It doesn’t work. It’s not good, at least, for me.

When things with the boyfriend got bad enough, I had a limbic system response,

“I have to get out here, right now.”

There was no fixing it. It was completely broken and, on several very real levels, hurting me — badly. It had become dangerous for me. And, I say that because it was true, but not necessarily in the ways that would make you feel in danger. My physical body was not in danger, but my spirit, soul, psychological being — whatever you attribute to internal…