Gathering Dust – S.L.Heaton

I wore it for you every day for eight years...strong and proud...hoping you would see...but you never did and made me feel as if I wasn't worthy. So my heart just sat there on my sleeve gathering dust and my knees became bloodied and bruised from crawling after you...begging...a futile attempt to acquire what I … Continue reading Gathering Dust – S.L.Heaton

By My Own Admission #5 – S.L. Heaton

By my own admission...dick pics are not welcome here. Gentlemen...oh wait...I'm not talking to you. Let me start over...GUYS...much better! This is for the typical guy...you know the one. He's the one commonly referred to as "douche". How have we arrived at place in this world where sending a "dick pic" has become more common … Continue reading By My Own Admission #5 – S.L. Heaton

By My Own Admission #4 – S.L. Heaton

By my own admission...I am losing my faith in good karma. I have lived my life trying to be a decent human being...always. Am I perfect? Absolutely not. But I have always believed in giving of myself wherever and whenever possible. I always try to be a good person...a genuine human being. I have been … Continue reading By My Own Admission #4 – S.L. Heaton

By My Own Admission #3 – S.L. Heaton

      My hair before and after medication   By my own admission...I am sick.   Unhealthy...unwell...diseased. There are literally hundreds of millions of people who suffer daily with some type of ailment.┬áThis doesn't make me special or unique in anyway...it just makes me sick.   I don't generally talk about my illnesses and … Continue reading By My Own Admission #3 – S.L. Heaton

By My Own Admission #2 – S.L. Heaton

  By my own admission...I am lonely...   I have been single for over three years now...I don't mind being alone. I'm comfortable in my own skin and I quite enjoy my own company...but I cannot tell a lie...it gets lonely.   I'm as independent as they come...I don't need anyone. I'm good with it … Continue reading By My Own Admission #2 – S.L. Heaton

By My Own Admission #1 – S.L. Heaton

By my own admission...I wasted "the pretty" for too many years.   I spent a lot of years in a relationship where I never felt valued. I felt like I was in a constant state of defeat. No matter what I did...it was never good enough. No matter what I said...it was never the right … Continue reading By My Own Admission #1 – S.L. Heaton