In this video, I read the letters Papa II wrote me with his own hands, burn them, and then eat some of the ashes to own my half of the stupidity of it all. As you hear the words, remember that I am not a young, hot chick a guy would need to lie to…
As if anyone is surprised, Papa II has reminded me why I don’t backtrack and why I stopped dating Israeli men. Apparently, his sheeple time bomb went off and he’s “not attracted to” me anymore. What has actually happened is that he has a thing for his therapist (Jewish, feminist) and I would be in…
Well, it seems my outburst of insecurity was just female b.s. I misread some nonverbal signals, and that sent me spinning off into noplace near rational. Papa II called today, and we talked. Well, I snivelled and he clarified. So we’re good now. I’m feeling kinda stupid, and though others keep telling me it’s okay…
Thank goodness I have some work this week. Otherwise I’d be climbing the walls and crying intermittently. I’m only writing about this to get it out of my system, and perhaps to salvage someone else’s relationship who might be going through something similar. Here goes… Now, those of you who have been reading me for…
So far, so good as far as the PapaII thing goes. Actually, it’s more like so far, so GREAT. It’s just beautiful, and I’m very happy. He asked me to use my talents for him and write him hand written letters. I’ve written two so far, and he’s written me two back. It’s a bit of a…