If you're like me you had a step-parent who was a recovering alcoholic, who found God and let church become his new addiction.
If you're like me you're in your early 30s and still have no idea what you want to be when you grow up.
If you're like me you're happily married and yet there's something gnawing away at you that you just can't put your finger on. You're probably still having difficulty with the notion that you can't change a person's outlook on what is and isn't a priority or even their financial decision-making process. Yeah that could be it.
If you're like me you have a strange relationship with your mom because you can see right through the things she says and does.
If you're like me you're trying to convince yourself that your father did the right thing when he walked away from you, a two year old.
If you're like me you love sex, get so much pleasure out of it, that when it doesn't happen often enough you want to punch babies.
If you're like me your skin crawls and your neck tightens when you hear the buzzing of a mosquito, fly or bee.
If you're like me you've always wanted to be desired the same way you desire others.
If you're like me you have "friends" that never really seemed to give enough of a shit to truly help you in your time of need. They're too busy rambling about their lame job or issues with men, asking 'I fucked him on the first date, but why won't he call me?!?!'
If you're like me you're dying to get beyond all of the above but you have no fucking clue where to start.
If you're like me you find peace in music, human touch, singing, someone else cooking a great meal, champagne, dancing, the smell of suntan-lotioned arms, traveling, watching an artist perfect their craft, sex, crisp hotel sheets, thinking, seeing couples in love, blogging, clothes shopping alone, listening to birds and the ocean, sun-kissed cheeks, old photographs, sounds of an acoustic guitar, sand between your toes, laughter...
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