I suspect this post falls short of the criteria set, but my will to submit is lapsing from mixed feelings in making a working connection to the ‘stuff’ we’re covering, and discovering how I actually relate to life, especially as I can see how ingrained, habitual, and biased my thoughts and stories are (at least with a novel you can put it down / walk away, or with a DVD you can switch it off). 

I feel like I’ve caught my boyfriend cheating on me.  Even though I suspected that he was, actually catching him means I have to accept the inevitable.  But the shock and sadness still occurs, even though I’m glad not to be wasting my time in a dead end relationship.  And of course I’m going to fall in love again, I just need a bit of a breather to look for a better choice of partner.  

This isn’t meant to sound like I’m broken hearted, it’s just the realness has caught me unawares.  And feel reasured that it’s all part of my love affair with life………….. 

Louise.