Living in the past

I had an epiphany the other day that at the age of 54 I have more years behind me than ahead of me

What struck me in that epiphany is that I don’t have much to account for all those years that are now long gone.

I’m not even speaking about accomplishments but more about who I am, what I want and why I think I still have a lot of time to figure it out

Don’t get me wrong, as long as I’m alive it’s never too late… until it’s too late.

I’ve been stuck living in the past and haven’t realized how fast time is passing me by.

Even with this knowledge there still is no urgency to move forward. “I’ll start tomorrow” is what I’m constantly telling myself. A decade of tomorrows later, tomorrow is still my start date.

I’ve been in therapy for a couple of years and I’m stuck reliving the past and blaming it for why I’m not happy with my life.

I’ll tell the therapist I’m trying to right the wrongs and figure me out. With a straight face I will say it’s because of what happened to the 9 year old me that the 54 year old me can’t get her shit together.

Living in the past is like a time warp, a Groundhog Day so to speak where I keep reliving an experience in my past over and over again in my mind and emotions that I am oblivious to the fact that the world around me is moving forward and getting older. I’m stuck trying to alter history, I’m still reliving the moment that altered my life and trying to fix it

When I live in the past I’m not paying attention to how much time I have and lose track of it being stuck in yesteryear.

I don’t do well in the present, especially when I’m confronted with choice and change. I retreat and my mind and emotions quickly run back to the past.

What happened in my past is the reason why after all these years I haven’t done what I wanted to do, experienced what I wanted to experience and become who I wanted to be. if I disconnect from it, I have no place to hide and I have to face the harsh reality that time is not on my side and I’ve waisted a lot of it reliving my past.

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Making space for me

**Disclaimer** I wrote this blog post in July 2022 after a breakup. This is how I was feeling in that moment.

After rereading my blog post on what I’ve learned about myself through dating and relationships; and the good man I was dating breaking up with me, I had to ask myself why is it taking me so long to heal?

I’m asking myself this while I’m distracting myself with errands I’m doing for my mother, inquiring if my daughters need anything and contemplating updating my profile on my dating app.

The answer to my question may lie somewhere in the past.

I was thrust into adult responsibilities at a young age when my father died and I wasn’t able to process my emotions around his death, so I put my feelings aside so I could be there for my family. By doing this I learned to put others before me and sacrifice my own wants, needs and feelings for the sake of someone else’s.

I am quicker to consider someone else’s feelings over my own. I’ve created my life in such a way that I haven’t made space to heal and deal with myself.

I got married and had children young. I am the one who puts out fires for my family. I feel guilty saying no and taking time for myself.

Now that my children are adults , I over insert myself in their lives to where I have become an enabler.

When I do have time just to focus on myself, I get into a relationship, or a situationship.

I admit that there is plenty of space for me. I just keep filling it up with other things and tell myself I’ll get to me later.

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What dating and relationships have taught me about myself

I’ve been dating and in relationships on and off for about two years now. I’ve struggled through disappointment after disappointment but I now accept that the common denominator is me.

I don’t truly know who I am, or what I want. I’m still living through my trauma and that is my identity.

I’m looking for someone to fill the holes in my life and give me purpose and only I can do that for me.

But I am not the victim here.

I choose to date men that I know don’t have the capacity or intentions to be what I want and deserve in a relationship.

Again, I’m not the victim.

I go into each situation expecting the worst so I stay guarded. I’m hard to read and hold my feelings and affection close to my chest like a poker player hiding their hand.

I’ll make up a negative scenario about them in my my head to keep my wall up. I’m never really in the moment experiencing the process of getting to know someone and building a relationship with them. I’m just preparing myself for the relationship to end.

I’ll get fixated on the one thing they did wrong that helps to validate the the story I made up in my head about them.

But deep down inside I want to be liked and seek their validation.

So I try harder and go overboard trying to convince the other person and myself that I’m all in by buying gifts and other grandiose gestures to cover up for my lack of showing emotion and affection. Ignoring my intuition and red flags.

I don’t want to let go because I’m afraid I will never find another relationship, and I will end up alone.

Self fulfilling prophecy 101.

The biggest problem is that when things end up the way I created them to, I feel hurt. The part of me that wants to find someone to love and love me and be in a happy healthy relationship is still on the sidelines watching me self sabotage.

What is said trauma? Abandonment and abuse. My father died when I was 9 years old and my life changed drastically. Through her grieving my mother abandoned me emotionally, gave me adult responsibilities and withheld affection. I was left to navigate life on my own. As an adult, I was in a physical, sexual and verbally abusive relationship that has left me with a lot of emotional scars. For the record, I am in therapy but unfortunately healing from this is not an overnight process.

I’m currently in a relationship with a good man the kind that I have always wanted, but my self sabotaging ways are rearing it’s ugly head and I can’t seem to put the breaks on to avoid another relationship train wreck.

I know that up until this current relationship my dating choices and experiences are a direct result of how I’m still experiencing myself through my past traumas. Although I thought I had made progress in improving this, there are still some pieces left that I have to put together.

I would really hate to lose what I have always wanted, but it is unfair to expect him to love me in a way that I don’t even love myself. It is not his job to help put my broken pieces back together since he is not the one who broke me.

I’ve come to the unfortunate realization that my want for a relationship outweighs my readiness for one.

I am grateful for insight.

**Update*** the good man I was currently in a relationship with, broke up with me. I don’t blame him, he doesn’t deserve this version of me.

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Father’s Day

This year instead of a birthday post ( I turn 52 today 6/30/22) I’ve decided to share a meaningful moment in my life.

This has been 42 years in the making. I finally morned my father on Father’s Day, June 19, 2022.

My father passed away when I was nine years old. His passing changed my life forever. I know saying that is cliché, but I went from standing on a firm foundation to free falling over night.

I was thrust into the role of an adult and was given responsibilities that were way beyond my years. I felt like I had to be the strong one in my family and chose to postpone mourning my father. I didn’t cry for him the day of his funeral, I held in my emotions and had a stomach ache all day instead.

To this day I hold my emotions in my stomach, that may be why I have irritable bowel syndrome ( TMI, I know).

I didn’t attend his funeral because my mother didn’t feel I was emotionally mature to handle it and I don’t blame her.

Life as I knew it changed so drastically after his funeral that I grew to becoming an expert at putting my feelings on hold.

Visiting my father’s gravesite was always on my to do list but I kept putting it off . I didn’t have the emotional capacity to cope with life without him and the finality of seeing his burial site. I just kind of tucked everything deep down inside.

When I started suffering from emotional overflow I began using alcohol to numb myself. This method of coping engulfed me and I wouldn’t dare visit my father as a full blown alcoholic

When I got sober, visiting my father’s gravesite was back on the top of my to do list. The hesitation this time is how big I made the the moment in my mind. I envisioned that it would be a transformative event and I would experience a metamorphosis into the person I would have been if my father had never died.

Finally, at 51 I decided to visit my father’s gravesite after my special someone said to me,

“Your father has been waiting all these years for you to come visit him.”

This statement so simple but yet so profound was what gave me the courage to let go of all my expectations and emotional build up and just “visit” my father.

It was a warm sunny day with a nice breeze. On the ride to the cemetery I emptied my mind and told myself that the moment will be whatever it’s going to be.

When I approached my father’s grave marker, I was happy to see a flag was planted by it. My father served in the Air Force during the Korean War and I forgot to bring a flag.

I stared at his grave marker and read it over and over again. It became real, my father is gone and I was standing at his final resting place.

Tears rolled down my face and I tried to gather myself and keep my composure. I finally just let go and broke down. In my mind I was apologizing to him for not coming to visit sooner, for wasting so much of my life being addicted to alcohol. I prayed that he was still proud of me and all that I have accomplished. I wanted him to know how much I missed him and how hard life has been without him.

When I couldn’t shed another tear, I made a plea to God that if the rules of heaven would allow it, that my father could come visit me in my dreams.

As I am writing this I have yet to hear from my father so I guess my request is not allowed.

Clarence Evans A2C US Air Force Korea Dec 28, 1931- Feb 3, 1980

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Happy Valentine’s Day

Inhibition in remission due to our intimate juxtaposition

To find out what’s your desire I am fishing

To feel your touch is what I’m wishing

Cold feet

Heart beat

Eyes lock

I’m weak

Face to face

Warm embrace

Lips touch

So sweet !

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Fearless in 2022

In preparation for the new year, I did some cleaning and a small purge.

I was cleaning out boxes and I found old journals dating back 15 years. As I opened each journal and read random entries they read like they were cut and pasted from the previous year.

Each entry covered the same themes; weight, love, money and purpose. One of my goals for the new year is to transcribe my journals to create a memoir but my fear is it will read like the script to Groundhog Day.

After reading “the hamster wheel diaries” I asked myself what keeps my life on repeat each year.?

Fear.

Fear has had me in a chokehold for years. The unknown, the what if’s and the outcomes, all of which I can not control, keeps me stuck sitting on the sidelines as a spectator in my own life.

To overcome fear in the new year I don’t want to make any resolutions, set any unrealistic goals. l’m just going to try. No expectations or anxiety about outcomes, just walk through the fear and see what is on the other side.

I know if I try, I will not always see success but I will definitely see growth and that is more important to me at this stage of my life.

Success is subjective it’s an illusion. It’s the shoulds we tell ourselves. It’s our measurement of our life’s meaning in comparison to someone else’s.

I just want to grow. At the end of the day I just want to say that I lived my life, that I was present and accounted for that I truly experienced life and didn’t let fear continue to be a recurring theme.

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Love

We are a love starved society full of broken people unable to embrace one of the greatest gifts God has given us, love.

Some of our hearts are so closed and resistant to giving and receiving love that we can’t even love ourselves as God loves us

Love is empowering , enriching and inviting. Love doesn’t cost anything to give and is the greatest reward to receive

Seek first the love of God, love of self then we can give love to others

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Standing up for myself

I fell out with my brother the other day. Basically I stood up for myself and he cussed at me and hung up on me.

He got mad at me for asking him why he wasn’t coming to my mother’s birthday dinner when it’s a milestone birthday. She will be 90 years old September 29, 2021. He went off about having to pay to come to the dinner. Everyone attending will be required to bring at least $30.00 for their food and beverage.

He then went on to complain about how no one helped him pay for her 80th birthday party he threw at my Uncle’s church. I responded with that was 10 years ago and has nothing to do with this celebration. Also I was unable to contribute at that time because I wasn’t employed.

Then he started talking about everyone who owes him money and how he helps everyone, myself included, and no one is there when he needs them.

I said “well I paid you back what I owed you and why are you taking to me crazy. “

He responded with “do you think you’ve paid me all that you owe me?”

I said yes, he said bull$ht, then said I was full of $ht and hung up on me.

After the conversation with my brother I was in tears. I never meant for my comment about my mother’s upcoming birthday dinner to trigger my brother’s rant.

The truth is, for as long as I can remember I’ve been an emotional outlet for my brother whether it’s calling me to make jokes at my expense or dumping his frustrations on me.

In the past I would just sit and listen in silence as he would unload frustration after frustration stemming from his childhood to current day. This time I decided I wasn’t going to let him talk to me any kind of way.

For context my brother is 20 years older than me. This relationship dynamic between us has been going on since my father passed when I was 9 years old. I have been my brother’s emotional support system most of my life.

After the fallout, I discussed the situation with my therapist. I came to the realization that this dynamic has been a hinderance to me in my romantic relationships.

I give my brother a fatherly respect and I allow his emotional needs to interfere with how I relate to potential romantic partners, and I replicate the unhealthy dynamic.

As a result I don’t communicate my feelings well and I take unnecessary judgment and criticism from the men I date.

I’ve even had a past boyfriend tell me that my brother acts more like my boyfriend than my brother. I didn’t think much of it then, but now I can see how someone would make that observation.

Now that I think about it:

  • When I don’t answer his phone calls my brother will text me “I know you don’t love me” or “I know I’m not your favorite sibling”
  • He will come to my house unannounced
  • He calls me his baby
  • He never liked any of the guys I’ve dated (I don’t really blame him for this one)

It’s uncomfortable unpacking this situation and I’m glad the fall out with my brother has happened. Now I can create boundaries and redefine our relationship going forward or choose to protect my peace and cut all ties with him, family or not.

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Vegan in Cleveland

I am highlighting a few restaurants I’ve visited in the past few weeks. Two of them are all vegan restaurants and two of them have vegan options.

My city is slowly becoming a good place to get great vegan food. More all vegan restaurants are opening and more traditional restaurants are offering vegan options other than salads and French fries.

The plant based burger co

This all vegan restaurant serves classic fast food items such as burgers (obviously), polish boys, salads and the items I tried, the shrimp box and cauliflower wings.

Vegan shrimp box with fries
Cauliflower wings with Asian ginger sauce

The food is very good and definitely satisfies your fast food cravings. The restaurant is located in the Cleveland suburb of Maple Heights. Visit their website: The Plant Based Burger Co

Propaganda coffee

Soon to be one of my favorites, this vegan and gluten free coffee shop offers cruelty free coffee, small plates and pastries. The atmosphere is quaint and cozy and the staff is friendly. I took my oldest daughter here for her 26th birthday.

Celebrating her 26th birthday
Pesto flatbread
Beyond sausage and just egg sandwich on a cheddar jalapeño biscuit
Mocha cafe with oat milk
Potato latke waffles
Pecan chocolate chip banana bread

The food is delicious and the coffee is locally roasted. The coffee shop is located in Lakewood, OH. They also partner with local charities and hosts fundraising events. Visit the Propaganda Coffee website

Fat cats

Located in Tremont, this is an eclectic restaurant bistro that serves tasty vegan options. The vibe is very chill and laid back, perfect for an intimate date night.

Hibiscus lemonade
Heart of palm calamari
Tofu noodle bowl

The beverage and food was delicious. Visit Fat Cats website

The Winchester music tavern

The Winchester offers a three course vegan menu every Monday. The menu changes every week.

The cucumber and watermelon salad was amazing! The three berry cake was very delicious as well.

Cucumber & watermelon salad
Chickpea salad hoagie with kettle chips
Three berry cake

The venue also hosts live bands and is located in Lakewood, OH. For tickets and event information, visit the Winchester Music Tavern website

If you are vegan, vegan curious and live in Cleveland or the surrounding areas I suggest that you try these restaurants especially the all vegan restaurants. I

am always on the lookout for good vegan food, leave any suggestions in the comments.

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Try

The moment you wake up and realize you are not being your true self

You admire the life that you want like it’s a trophy sitting up on a shelf

You dare not touch it for fear that it may break

You’re not ready to embrace it, there is too much at stake

Fear of failure or getting lost in your success

You settle for the life you have that is mediocre at best

Satisfied with the status quo, you’re ok with living a lie

Stuck in your ways, going through life in a daze

Because you’re afraid to try

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