Sinful Sunday #48

There is a huge difference between what I know and what I feel and believe.

I know there are some people who find me sexy, attractive, whatever and yet I still have a hard time feeling or believing it. There are times I feel sexy, then I see myself and that damned voice starts up again.

Stupid, what the hell are you thinking, old, fat, ugly,

And still I try, I tell the voice to shut up, I know the lies it tells, I’ve listened to them all my life.



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Sinful Sunday

My heart…

…belongs to him.

All these months on and still I can’t…

…stop thinking about him

…stop wanting him

…stop loving him

…think about looking for someone else.

I’ve tried, other sites, looking at other profiles, I just don’t want to. I don’t want to talk to anyone new, even in real life.


A sad countdown

Wicked Wednesday #I don’t know:/

My countdown is neither sexy nor happy. So you may want to skip this post.



Six weeks ago I said I was taking a bit of a break as my dad was ill. I’ve still posted occasionally because things have been a bit all over the place, not knowing exactly what was happening. He was in and out of hospital for a couple of weeks for more tests, and was diagnosed with an aggressive stage four liver cancer, which was secondary. They also found cancer cells in his oesophagus. He started chemo last week but unfortunately he’s condition has deteriorated so quickly we’re just on a countdown now. And to be honest I don’t know if we’re talking hours, days, maybe a couple of weeks.

The only good thing is that things have happened so fast that he hasn’t had to undergo weeks of gruelling treatment that would have only given him a few extra months and left us with horrible memories.

The most important thing for us is that he’s comfortable and he’s close to home.

And yes, I’ll still be around on Twitter. I need to have something to take my mind off things.

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