Wednesday, June 17, 2009

I Do Not Have a Mental Illness

It has been almost a year and here I pop on again. Why am I so on and off?

I just joined Twitter. I am single again. Not a big shocker it seems to be my way in life. Just time to really accept. To stop all this resistance to what is.

I wish I had a partner. I wish that I was in love. I wish it, I really do. But I am single and I seem to spend a lot of time single.

I have been to therapy this year. I was absolutely convinced that I had a mental illness. I booked an appointment with the Psychotherapist Doctor purely to get some medication and diagnosis. When I told him why I thought I had Borderline Personality Disorder or Bi-Polar over a few sessions he concluded that the men in my life were jerks and it was best to let them go.

So where are all of these good guys? Why can't I meet one?

I am not convinced that if I got breast enhanced that this would help increase my chances of meeting Mr. Right. Kind of sick. But, men are sucker for boobs and if it gets more men looking at me and saying 'hi' to me, then I will have more men to choose from.

Right.



live with intention. walk to the edge. listen hard. choose with no regret. laugh. do what you love.