Reset: Hello September One

Good Morning.

I planned to write this post on September 1st, but since its already Sept 2nd, sort of shows you where my mind is at.

I started my blog as a way to document my experience with my divorce and sex life.  I had no idea how much I would love the interaction of the people who stuck around and supported me through these follies.  Sometimes I wonder what is it about me that makes me want to out myself out here, naked and exposed, and hear what other people have to say.  And it’s not always good, let me tell you.  But it always offers me honest opinions that I may or may not get in real life.

Being depressed and unmotivated for 4 solid months now, starting and stopping multiple avenues to move myself forward, I had many days and nights where I just gave up.  I am not going to kill myself, but I have thought of possibly fading away.  The only thing that really stops me from doing this is permanently destroying my boys lives.  I can’t do that to them.  I can’t leave them.  So once I got to the bottom of my Valley of Hopeless Despair and set up my beach chair for a while, I began to think: if I have to stay for the boys, is it fair to just exist?

No.  Not really.  Damn my over-thinking brain.

That led me to my next step forward.  I stayed in my Valley of Hopeless Despair and ordered some wine, Prosecco to be accurate.  Bottles and bottles of it.  During this time, I made lots of bad mistakes, and some really good moves forward.  But nothing enough to lift me out of the Valley, I was still heavily shackled.  During this time, I made the final break with a married man I was in love with for 2 years, began to realize I could not save my dream job but could not only exit with grace, but as a superstar, bought the most wasteful, expensive exercise bike (Peleton) because that’s where the x-boy was working and it made me think of him, and sent my first-born off to college.  In my life, I have never had the experience of doing one hard thing at a time, everything for me comes in pairs or more.

And this time around, it was just one thing too many.

So, at some point, I had a break from reality.  I was sick of always being the strong one.  The one to come through.  The one to figure things out.  The one to solve problems.  I was tired.  My heart was broken for one too many reasons.  My confidence was shattered and the Valley of Hopeless Despair felt like the only place I could safely stay and hide-away.  I lie on my stomach on a beach chair there for a very, very long time.

I was hoping to get bored.

I didn’t, not really.

Sure, I had moments where I rose and appeared to all to be walking amongst the living.  You know why?  I didn’t want to invite anyone to my Valley.  This time, if I was going to make mistakes, have bad judgement or behave poorly I was going to do it alone.  Because I know it’s wrong, I just didn’t care.

That’s where I think I’m missing a crucial piece in my brain: I can seriously just not care.  I don’t care who I hurt or how I do it if I can get what I think I need.

Every day finds me conversely wanting to reach out to the x-boy as well as call his wife.  Every. Damn. Day.  The conversations and debates that rage in my head are frightening.

I refused to pay attention to my spending in 4 months and find my self close to $20k in credit card debt.  Four years of no debt, divorce and doing it on my own and when I am about to have no income, I find a way to create a massive debt load.

I kept binge eating.  I stopped moving. I kept drinking.  I made poor dating decisions and had bad sex.

And then, I don’t know how, something clicked in my brain.  It wasn’t like clicking into place, clicking – no, not that type.  More like a small movement of a watch hand going to its noon position.  It was a solid click.

I had written a horrible text to the x-boy and then deleted and blocked everything remaining of him in my devices.  I got too drunk and felt like crap for 2 days, so I gave up drinking (which means, I reduced consumption, don’t get ahead of yourself! Alcohol is life.). And I made an absolute and irrevocable decision to have Gastric Sleeve Surgery.

Which leads me to September 1st.

I am going to reset.  I am going to delete the blog and start over.

Those here for sex will be bored for a while.  I plan to write about myself.  My depression and my Gastric Sleeve Surgery.  I get it if you leave me.  I’m happy for you to stay.  But either way, I have a plan for September and this is going to be my accountability place.  For myself and anyone who wants to peek in.

The Valley of Hopeless Despair is now allowing visitors.

Author: Madeline Harper

My journey through divorce and an emotional and sexual reawakening. Love, laughter, friendships, family and heartbreak included. And there is sex, lots of it, so close your eyes and turn the page if that's not for you! While I started this blog as an endeavor to journal my thoughts and feelings in an attempt to better understand myself, it has become an amazing platform from which I have met some of the most interesting and wonderful people in my life. My path is often crooked, but I hope you will share in the journey with me.

8 thoughts on “Reset: Hello September One”

  1. Hey, M. I, for one, have always been in awe of how fiercely honest you are here. While it might read to some as you making bad decisions here and there, the thing is that you want to be accountable, which puts you leagues ahead of people who just seem perfect and virtuous all the time. I will always be on your team. Do what you need to do to help make this reset happen. My only council would be to seek out other people who are going through this surgery, or have already gone through it, and lean on them for support. Embrace a set of fellow travelers who, like you, are trying to get things under control. Inspire each other to live well, to not only do the right things, but to find the happiness in doing so.

    After years of reading sex blogs (and of being the subject of one, myself), I now care more about the inner journey than the rollercoaster of one hot affair after another. Now when I read blogs of people who constantly have these kinds of adventures, I find myself asking, “What are they escaping?” After a while, the adventures all start to sound the same, and if there ‘s something like an affair going on, it immediately makes me ask, “why does this person feel so empty inside?” I haven’t figured out the answers to these questions. I am still making poor judgments and creating my own suffering every day. I just can’t bring myself to write about it, especially on a blog. It’s just hollow. Each time something “bad happens to me,” its usually something that has happened so many times before, I know that its a matter of me needing to change, to really tell myself that I deserve better. Many of us live for drama, and I am trying to recover from that, and it sounds like you are, too. The more “boring” the better, my dear. We all love you SO MUCH!

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  2. The very best to you my friend! You have to do you, whatever that means… I also closed my sex-type blog and started a new one mostly because I was sick of him following me and commenting… ugh. Anyway, I will be right here to read anything you choose to write about. Just be truthful with yourself.

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  3. Your journey has been full of peaks and valleys. This is your blog – write what’s in your heart. My blog has pivoted from adventures in dating to more mundane topics because I write about what’s of interest to me. I look forward to reading your next chapter.

    You need to take care of yourself. You need to kick Trixie in the ass and banish her for good. You need to get healthy so you are ready for your next career step. You need to get your boys gently pushed out of the nest and on the way to adulthood.

    In other words, you have so much in front of you. Only you can determine the mindset that you approach all of it. Only you can take the actions to get healthy inside and out.

    I know you can do it. You are strong, smart and self-aware enough to make the decisions that are right for you.

    I’m with you. Good luck and just keep taking action steps forward.

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  4. I follow your blog because your brutal honesty through everything is a glimpse inside another’s life, writ large and stark, and as difficult as it is to be witness to it, I can’t imagine how difficult it is to be the agent of it. Your ability and willingness to keep speaking seems like good work in itself, to externalise it is to shine a light on it, and I hope that it helps a bit, and I really hope that it continues to help as you go forward. So many changes and challenges coming, I think a reset is a fine idea.

    I truly hope you find some peace and joy. Sending lots of positive thoughts. Please take care of yourself first and foremost.

    Ferns

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