You may heave a collective sigh of relief, this is the last Post on Fifty Free & Single. The reasons why, the most obvious reason I am now fifty-one. I had a party to prove it, for reasons too complicated and long-winded to go into I invited far too many women and too few men. … More The Last Post
“Your blogs have the mood swings of a menopausal woman or a teenage girl “ the words of a friend who’s judgement I trust more than my own, I think she is right, my God, I am menopausal, its male menopause, thats it, there’s something wrong with me. What happens next convinces me. It’s a … More ” your blogs have the mood swings of a menopausal woman or a teenage girl”
My alarm goes off, it’s 4.30am. Outside it’s dark and cold and frosty, London is in the grips of winter. I have a taxi booked for Heathrow Airport, I have a large rucksack, it is packed for a long trip, I am on a Gap Year, a Fifty one year olds Gap Year why should … More Dream
I am now officially being CBT’d, that for those of you with standard issue brain functions who may never have had the need to explore the working of the human mind or your own in specific is Cognitive Behavioural Therapy. I am rather excited about the prospect, anything that helps me alter the crappy way … More CBT 4 Me
This was a challenge laid down by a friend, what did it mean? I thought I had expressed my feelings as well as I’ve been able, have I held back? Perhaps at times, but only feelings that I felt did not make sense, couldnt be explained, or were just plain dull and boring, of course … More “I dare you to express your feelings more in your blog”
Sometimes when the chatter of my mind falls quiet it settles on thoughts of her. I wonder where she is in that moment, I daydream of being there. Our paths crossed, we kept each other company for a while, then went our separate ways. She didn’t realise, but I stopped and turned as we parted, … More Breathless
Shortly after starting my blog I was told my writing was childish, this was by someone who’s opinion I had valued more than anyone elses. The words frankly cut me rather deep back then. I was very dissapointed, particularly as the person involved knew that I had wanted to write for a long time, that … More Don’t call me Childish, I am Unadulterated
I never used to go to the doctor, at one stage it was twenty years between visits, now I am quite the regular. For some reason each time I go the Doctor runs out of things to say or do, and always ends up deciding that blood tests would be a good idea. I … More A trip to the Doctors with Basil Fawlty
Originally posted on fiftyfreeandsingle:
At times it may not be easy, but let’s make a promise to always speak our truth with each-other. The most important thing for us both is to be open, to have no fear of saying what we need to, even if it may be tough for the other to hear.…
I get it, its taken me 50 years, but I well and truly get it, the World is Round, there is no edge to fall off, it’s a round, it goes round, everything is round, there are no beginnings and there is no end. All these years I’ve been afraid of falling from the … More The World is Not Flat
