tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80084705679166279082012-02-16T06:11:28.349-04:00Formerly Single-Again in the Caribbean. In light of various life changes I no longer wish to focus on myself as a single woman. I simply wish to explore myself as a female human being. Will be talking about my adventures as I explore relationships (not just romantic), sexuality and gender relations. Simply expressing myself as I painstakingly figure out my perspective on these issues.FeatherStonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151565507515207126noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008470567916627908.post-70521235461090350982012-01-14T22:25:00.000-04:002012-01-14T22:25:33.784-04:00

Ironically, most of my time being single is spent being quite satisfied with this life.However, given my luck, that is when the gods throw a spanner into the whole thing and send me flying into the ditch! I become attracted to someone. And, again, given my luck, he either is just looking to get laid or is unavailable for whatever reason.So I am always stuck between a rock and a 'hard place'. ;)

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So here I am - living the single life. Unlike some people I know, it is not something I do enthusiastically. It has been thrust upon me by life circumstances, life choices and my own  personality. I am definitely one of those people that 'ends up single'. I can definitely foresee myself ten years from now - still single and finally learning to accept it. Right now, a large part of my self is

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Since last writing, the changes have continued - as expected. I have had victories in certain aspects of my life, but some battles continue. The greatest victory was an improvement in relations between my estranged husband and myself. So much so that I was able to spend Christmas with my boys for the first time in three years. Even though I didn't have much money and couldn't buy them gifts, we

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In the time since I last wrote, I have encountered major shifts in several aspects of my life. Am still single, but the notion no longer terrifies me as it used to. A major breakthrough was the realisation that no matter what happens in the future, the majority of my days will be spent alone - at some level. I also admitted to myself that the notion of being a 24-7 wife and mother is not as

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Yes, I have resumed singlehood. And I say this rather shame-facedly, although this 'shame/regret' is not due to my change in status. The shame is because I took so long to get back here. It is because - in hindsight - despite all the promises I made to myself, I once again fell into the same trap. Of course this time, the trap was far more subtle. Once again, my prince turned out to be a frog

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So in my last post, I declared a future career shift, away from teaching. Now some people may misinterpret that as some declaration of dislike for my current job. In no way is that true. As with all jobs, there are days when I really wish I was doing something else, somewhere else. However, there are just as many (if not more) days and moments when I love what I do. I love: the relationships

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So this time last week, I was celebrating my birthday. So much has happened since, most of which has already been mentioned. I am definitely in a better place now. I am going through the divorce process, and am living on my own. In fact, for the first time in two years, I have been living in my own place for more than three months. I am definitely more confident, and at peace with myself. As I

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Now, on reading this title, those that follow this blog might think, 'Oh dear, it looks like her engagement is off!!!' Well my dears, nothing is further from the truth. My prince is still a prince, and I am still very much engaged. It is just that the last few months have been a crucial reminder of something that most of us women tend to forget. Now due to mine being a very long-distance

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So its a new year. 2011. This year sees me with a new confidence, a new sense of openness and a willingness to be myself before others, without guilt. For a long time, I allowed fear to keep me for trying a lot of things and acting on many of my ideas. Not this year! I remember writing on my Facebook page that I am taking this year by the horns and riding it hard!! And as the year progresses, I

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Since it will be Thanksgiving tomorrow in the US, this post will be a listing of some of the things I am grateful for, up to present time. I finally got my own apartment. (Yayyy!!). It is tiny, but comfy and well-outfitted. I had a productive and drama-free term in school. I joined a karate dojo and have attained an orange belt so far. I was able to keep guys out of my life that were simply

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It is amazing what a simple decision can cause!! So last time i wrote, almost five months ago, I made up my mind to take a break from guys for a year. Of course, a year has not been completed yet, but - for the most part - I was able to keep my word. And I benefited immensely from that lifestyle change. It is now the end of term at school and I can definitely say that it has been relatively

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I am 31 years old, and there is one thing that I realised today I have never done. Since entering my teens, I have NEVER spent more than 2-3 months totally single. That is, I have never spent a significant amount of time without 'company'. Now, some people may consider that a major gift or achievement, especially given the fact that this includes the time since I have been separated. One of my

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So another school year has ended. Yet my mind has already shifted to the new year coming up. I already know what classes I will be teaching next year. Therefore I am already using last year's experiences to guide any changes that can be made next year. Two major things happened last year, that will definitely be affecting my approach next year. Firstly, I applied for a transfer and, at the

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Over the last two weeks, I have come to realise something very important. I realise that I have been spending my life waiting for my life to start. And while I have been waiting, I have been getting older and time has been passing me by. Since I have been separated, I have been putting my plans on hold, in the hopes of being in place to get my boys back. I had been spending all this time being

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The other day I had a conversation with a male friend of mine that blew me away ... two days later. Now, just in case you're wondering - this is how I am. It usually takes a while for me to process the information that passes my way during a conversation. Anyway, what blew me away was a comment that he made about rape. He essentially said that that rape is so traumatising for women becuase of

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Tomorrow I will be 31 years old. Most likely I will be spending it alone. I do not plan to hold any parties or have any drinking sprees. I prefer to spend it in quiet contemplation. The past year was very eventful. This time last year, I was separated for about five months, and getting over a three-month relationship that I had just ended with another man. I was not dealing with my single status

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