When I'm In Pain And Grief And

No-strings Relationships Have Helped Cure Me Of Love Addiction. All My Life I've Been In Long-term Monogamous Relationships. I Had To Break That Pattern By Not Allowing Myself To Have A Relationship For A Year, Stopping Myself From Committing To Men. I Haven't Been Celibate. I've Had Lots Of Dates And Lots Of Sex, But I Haven't Been Pushing To Turn A Date Into A Relationship. This Has Been A Huge Thing For Me.

I Happen To Be Lucky In That I Knew What I Wanted To Do As Far As A Career Since I Was Nine Years Old.

As A Teen, I Was Both Anorexic And Bulimic.

I Notice That When I Feel The Most Disconnected, Once I'm Done Blaming The Moon And Everything Else, I Can See That I Am So Mired In Identification With Form And Ego And Story And Identity, And That If I Want To, I Can Read Some Scripture Or Read Some Spiritual Book Or Pray Or Meditate Or Sit In The Sun Or Hang Around The Birds And The Dogs, And Get A Real Objective Sense Of What's Really Going On Here. That Usually Softens Things.

When I'm Really, Really Angry, If I'm Privileged Enough To Be Next To Someone Who Can Hold My Anger, I'll Definitely Take Them Up On Holding The Bucket.