Breakups & Divorce Support Group
Just broke up with someone or in the midst of a difficult divorce? Breaking up is difficult no matter what the circumstances are. They say that time heals all wounds, but sometimes a listening ear or a hug can work wonders for the heart. Whether you need a place to vent, someone to hold you to No Contact, or need advice about what to do, we're here to help.
"Discovery"
I wonder aloud to myself that the drawing of Comfort that blankets my heart today can last forever.I open the door and let her in.She is invigorating.Compelling.Taut.The twin emotion of Peace grasps her hand as they arrive.Together they form a bond and fill my heart.As they dance merrily about i get lost in their presence.I could aquire daily their stole,boarding their compensation and ride the waves of certainty that they expell.
Motioning the character of my spirit towards the openess of my future leaves cause.The longing and challenge of reality sits quietly only a few steps away.Am i ready to go onward? Stipulations beg to differ. Doubt once again blows her wind through my mind.Guilt trods heavily,leaving footsteps behind.My heart however tells a different story.The chapter and verse has been written for me/for us.We have reached "the end".A journey complete.A voyage sailed. Shipwrecked and alone i reside on this desolate island.The nights are cold and i am left to my own accord.Survival instincts take their charge and I stand at the ready.Salvation bellows somewhere in the distance.A vessel of hope passing in the darkness.Guided by flares of steadfastness, she slowly makes her travel to my destination.I know it is just a matter of time before her arrival.So i prepare my house,my heart.I acknowledge the salvage and begin to rebuild.
My heart will sail again.This time anchored in her soul.I will start a new journey.A new story..neverending.My love bound by faith.Her pages crisp with honesty.Her words filled with truth.A novel of dreams realized,life exemplified,and infinite love....it IS well with my soul and i await her course.
_Savery1
I wonder aloud to myself that the drawing of Comfort that blankets my heart today can last forever.I open the door and let her in.She is invigorating.Compelling.Taut.The twin emotion of Peace grasps her hand as they arrive.Together they form a bond and fill my heart.As they dance merrily about i get lost in their presence.I could aquire daily their stole,boarding their compensation and ride the waves of certainty that they expell.
Motioning the character of my spirit towards the openess of my future leaves cause.The longing and challenge of reality sits quietly only a few steps away.Am i ready to go onward? Stipulations beg to differ. Doubt once again blows her wind through my mind.Guilt trods heavily,leaving footsteps behind.My heart however tells a different story.The chapter and verse has been written for me/for us.We have reached "the end".A journey complete.A voyage sailed. Shipwrecked and alone i reside on this desolate island.The nights are cold and i am left to my own accord.Survival instincts take their charge and I stand at the ready.Salvation bellows somewhere in the distance.A vessel of hope passing in the darkness.Guided by flares of steadfastness, she slowly makes her travel to my destination.I know it is just a matter of time before her arrival.So i prepare my house,my heart.I acknowledge the salvage and begin to rebuild.
My heart will sail again.This time anchored in her soul.I will start a new journey.A new story..neverending.My love bound by faith.Her pages crisp with honesty.Her words filled with truth.A novel of dreams realized,life exemplified,and infinite love....it IS well with my soul and i await her course.
_Savery1
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I have been here before, a long long time ago and now I am back.Forgive me for not just saying what I want to say,even under a triple dose of antidepressants it is still raw and seeping and I am hesitant at revealing it as at least under the bandages around my heart I don,t have to look at how raw and wounded.My child was cleaved from my heart by his own actions. my child of ten,turning eleven...
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
I'm trying to share hope and if it doesn't relate to you than keep your pie hole shut!