full circle

. . .from an upward battle of struggles and emotions to a journey of healing, growth, and laughter. . .



i am so honoured when someone follows my blog. i started writing here to express myself, but i also wanted someone to listen…. to be able to relate to my pain… or laugh because i wrote something funny (but if you don’t, that’s ok cuz i laugh at my own jokes, lol… see, lol… lol…)… because my family doesn’t know about my “condition” and neither do most of my friends. the ones that do probably get tired of hearing about my heartache about T, so i am tightlipped.

so, caroline and i went apartment hunting after work. she actually looked at the listings i had found for her, called or emailed them and everything, so i knew she was serious about this. unfortunately, the evening wasn’t the success i was expecting it to be. we ended up seeing only two places, and then went for dinner, lol.

dinner was not only yummy (OMIGOD, butternut squash ravioli – one of my faves – with pan-seared scallops, truffle beurre blanc [white butter] sauce, and pine nuts), but i got to know her better and am not so mad at her anymore. she’s not a bad person. and much to my protest, she paid for dinner (if i’d known she was going to, i would have ordered something cheaper!). she did ask me some personal questions about relationships, and i had to confess that i was still recovering from the break up, but i didn’t want to get into having depression and all that. aside from still not knowing her that well, telling people at work is NOT a good idea. she understands that i’m still sad about the break up – that’s all she needs to know about my personal life.

after dinner, she was too tired to continue with the hunt, so she just dropped me off and headed back to her friend’s place where she is staying (glad that got sorted for her). so, yah… we got distracted by food. typical. 🙂

Author: elle superstar

I had four cats - now I have six but still no one to talk to, LOL. So, I write this blog to entertain me, myself, and I... and perhaps you.

2 thoughts on “hunting

  1. The only people who know about my condition are my husband, my sisters and their husbands, my closest friends, and the people I've met in support grps and the hospitals. I haven't told my children but I know I will have to someday because of its hereditary possibilities. I'm afraid that they will be confused by all the stigma that's out there because they may be too young to understand despite what I tell them about it.

    It's important to know who you can trust and filter out the ones who judge ignorantly. I got to find out who my real friends are and the support that I've received from them has been a lifesaver.

    Great blog!



  2. thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. 🙂 that's pretty much the only way i discover new blogs these days…

    love your blog template! 🙂

    and totally agree that blogging is therapeutic. and scallops are yummy. as are butternut squash ravioli.



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