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ships in the night
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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.”

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