Ali’s Blog
The Brilliant Years

ships in the night
“We are like passing ships in the night.”
“I lie in the same bed every night with a stranger.”
“Where are the happy couple in the photo on the mantelpiece? What happened to them? Can we ever go back?”
“They are the life and soul of a party, motivate, inspire and lead all day and I get the grumpy, tired, angry version. Is that right? Is that normal?”
“I walk on eggshells the minute I walk in the door / when they walk in the door waiting to see which version I get.”
“I don’t understand how they could do that to me, to us? What did I do wrong? How can I make it better?”
“Do I stay? Or do I leave? What is the right thing to do? What would you do?”
“I just don’t feel appreciated. I don’t feel any connection at all..”
“I think there is someone else. I feel sick. I can’t be on my own. What do I do?”
“They’ve changed. We’ve changed. I don’t think we want the same things anymore. It’s just not the same.”
“I am no longer in love with them. Is just love, like or friendship enough?”
“I know I need to leave. I can’t do it any more. I can’t help them, support them any longer. But I am full of guilt and don’t know how or what to do.”