Looking for trends in my behavior? I feel like it’s one of the more useful tools in my self-care arsenal. Those trends aren’t always comfortable to recognize or fun to embrace, but the net result is usually pretty helpful. Project Liz is progressing well, I think. While walking last night, though, I was spending a …

I had a tutoring appointment this morning, but she overslept and didn’t show, so I find myself now with a bit of found time and thought I’d use a teeny bit of it engaging in some blogging. A few highlights from Project Liz: A couple of days ago, I bought my first-ever pedometer, and yesterday …

I talked elsewhere, in very vague terms, about Project Liz, but I’m feeling the need to talk about this some more … or maybe, given my overwhelming nausea in just thinking about posting this in a forum where someone else might actually READ it, perhaps I’m just feeling the need to write about it. I’m not sure. …

Happy birthday to my ex-bff. It is so painful, still. I remain steadfast in my unwillingness to reopen that chapter of my life… because I know it would end in abrupt disconnection and deep, deep hurt, once again. Still, it hurts, and it sucks, and I miss having someone who knows me so well. Bon …

I dug this out of my e-mail archives today. It felt like it might need a more public airing than the original BCC to Derik. Tuesday, Nov. 2, 2010, 2:23 a.m.I just got home from my whirlwind trip to DC. It was a loooong ass drive back… I didn’t get on the road until around …

I had an amazing dream last night, an epic love story involving one of my favorite people alive (and me). Mind you, this was not the first time I’ve had an epic-love-story dream about this man, but it has been a few years since the last one. So, it was probably time for another one. …

… but I was clearly, totally wrong to have worries. I’m happier at this moment than I’ve been in a week, after the clusterfuck weekend that has left me rattled and frightened and generally freaked out in a way that I don’t think I’ve ever felt. I’ve not been sleeping well, I’ve been reclusive and …

A RIB asked me if I have anyone in my life (as a friend, etc.) who I used to date. I said yes. Here’s what he had to say in response. Seriously. I’m sorry, but I don’t like being in a relationship in which I’m made to feel threatened. I make great efforts to live …

I feel like it should be for something better. Aww, hell, let’s make it better.

You know, whenever I think to myself, “Self, I wonder if I’m clingy and just don’t realize it?” … well, I need to return to this moment. Just now, I got an impatient e-mail from someone who wrote me 13 hours ago — around 9:30 p.m. on a Saturday, mind you — and is now …