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Photo (c) 10-2018 - Kimberly D. Miller I HEAR YOU... (c) Kimberly D. Miller - October 27, 2018 Probably one of the most-asked questions in life, one that we ask ourselves over and over, time and time again, is this...why didn't it (or isn't it) work(ing) out with (insert name here). As humans, the largest part of our survival skills depend upon relating with other humans effectively and, for that to happen, we simply must have communication in every form...from body language, to voice inflections, effective listening and optimal relating skills. Without all of those in place, all of our relationships will either fail or limp along in a state of flux and discomfort, and no one wants that. Despite popular opinion, relating to another human being isn't always easy, nor does it come naturally to many of us. These are actual skills and they must be learned, especially if you grew up with role models who didn't know how to communicate. Mine is the latter
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Photo by Kimberly D Miller 2019 I FELL IN LOVE WITH LOVE… By Kimberly D. Miller – March 17, 2020 When you were young, didn’t it seem like everyone around you was always talking about love?  Being in love, wanting to be in love, needing to find love, being with “the one” love, etc., etc.?  TV shows, movies, commercials...all geared toward love.  I think it was then that I fell in love with love which, as it turned out, did nothing but confuse me.  Now we ask ourselves as adults who have been through many years of “love,” “What is love?”  Obviously, love is subjective and means different things to different people, so you must break it down even further into, “What is me?”  I think I fell in love with the idea of love, rather than ever falling in love with a person.  I would meet people I liked, and, in the beginning, I would put them on a pedestal and fantasize about how wonderful our lives could know, just like in the movies.  But, as fate would ha

MISUNDERSTOOD...Borderline Personality Disorder Hell

MISUNDERSTOOD Borderline Personality Disorder Hell (c) Kimberly D. Miller - March 3, 2020 (c) Kimberly D. Miller - March 3, 2020 “Why don’t I have friends?”  “Why does my family cut me out or exclude me?”  “Why do I blow up at people and then expect them to understand?”  “Why am I so alone in this world?”  Questions, questions, questions without a lot of satisfactory answers!!! The one thing that those of us with emotional/mental afflictions have in common is that it feels like no one understands us…ever! (of course I do tend to think in black and white most of the time).  This may not be true in every situation and, there are those few individuals who “sort” of understand, but let’s face it…most people don’t unless they are going through the same thing.  I had one lady a couple of years ago say that she thought I was having these problems because I was focusing too much on my diagnosis; in other words I was creating the problems because I was reading about the dis


Photo (c) Kimberly D. Miller The following is a poem, sapphic in nature, that I wrote yesterday.  I post it here as a sample of the plethora of poems ready for you to peruse...just click on the "POETRY...SAPHHIC SONNETS" tab above.  I hope you enjoy what you find and find what you enjoy. Beautiful All Day ©July 25, 2019 – Kimberly D. Miller Beauty…subjective force, but I find you beautiful all day, of course. Loving…as well as you can, you long for a woman, but live with a man. Truth…a harsh, hard fact, your truth is your lie your lie is your pact. Open…awakened by force, our paths were asea and now are on course. Heartened…a muse by my side, you’re here for the present you’re here for the ride. Lightened…spontaneous whims, we give to each other our entangled limbs. Partner…a woman refined, I call you friend, I call you mine.   Thank you so much for visiting my blog and please, if you like what you've read, leave a comment by cli


You Have To Suffer A Break… ©June 13, 2019 – Kimberly D. Miller We all want to be the best version of ourselves, whether it’s the healthiest weight, the best job, the most organized, etc., but we also know what an enormous feat this can be to achieve.  How many times have you vowed to make healthy changes in your life, promised yourself that you were going to do better, to be better and make better choices?  How many times have you started out, gung ho, ready to kick ass and take names and hit the ground running, only to find that you get part way there and fail?  Almost every one of us will have the same answer to these questions…”every single time.”  If this is you, don’t worry, you are not alone.  It makes us want to give up because every time we start out with good intentions, we seem to fall flat on our proverbial faces and then frustration sets in and then we just throw our hands up in the air and have a glass of wine and watch a movie (or maybe that’s just me J ).


Photo (c) Kimberly D. Miller - December 22, 2018 YOU GET WHAT YOU TOLERATE... Kimberly D Miller – December 22, 2018 Has anyone ever said to you, “Try to be more tolerant,” or “Just let it go,” or words to that effect? While I very much appreciate the people who offer this advice to me and their reasons for doing so, I also believe that you cannot tolerate every situation or let everything go, or you would be getting walked on, stepped on, trodded over and downright used, all the time. I recently discovered a quote by Henry Cloud in which he states, “You get what you tolerate,” which is so spot-on. Suppose you live in an apartment and share walls with people who turn out to be loud and inconsiderate...should you just tolerate it? Some would say yes...I say absoutely not!!! You pay rent just like everyone else does and you are entitled to live within the lifestyle that brings you comfort and inner peace, plus there is a landlord there for a reason and part of their


CHRISTMAS IS A PLACE IN THE HEART... ©Kimberly D. Miller - December 15, 2018 With Christmas right around the corner, I have been reflecting on Christmases past and the happy times we had as children. I remember being so spoiled by all of the “stuff” we found under the tree. Our parents went all out every year to make sure we had everything we asked for, and then some. We never wanted for anything...except the occasional hug. I cannot fault my parents for the way they were brought up and, as human beings go, they did the best they could as parents, but the true meaning of Christmas was something we never understood back then. In fact, it wasn't until I was a mother myself that I ever really knew that Christmas was not about what we got under the tree, but what we gave of each other, especially during that time, in honor of the birth of Christ. I tried so hard every year to instill this belief in my son and I have to pat myself on the back as he is the first one to s


Photo (c) Kimberly D. Mill er - November 23, 2018 I WAS DRUNK WHEN I DID THAT... (c) Kimberly D. Miller – November 23, 2018 Inhibitions are so costricting, so limiting, so stifling! Why do we find it so difficult to be who we are, who we want to be, who we dare to be, most of the time? We all have things we want to try, things we want to see and do and things we want to say, but when it comes time to muster up the courage to step outside of our comfort zone so we can do, try or say them, we either make the decision not to go through with it or, more commonly, we have a drink, aka liquid courage, aka truth syrum, and we let them loose. You know those occasional mornings where you wake up after a night where you've had a few drinks and the first thing you think of is, oh crap, I can't believe I did that (or said that)? Hello, why wouldn't you believe you did or said that? You let your guard down and your inner passion was revealed and exposed. How c