The End


At the request of Arekino who said recently in a comment that he wanted “closure”, I’ve come back to say goodbye. It’s been eleven months since I last wrote a post for this blog, probably because I just feel that I’ve outgrown it. Also, I associate this blog with sad, depressing times in my life – teaching in that godawful town; getting divorced; painful romantic relationships with unavailable douchebag men etc – and I don’t need to be reminded of that. Ick.

Even the name of the blog “My Petrichor Past” seems to be all about dwelling on what’s already happened, and I would prefer to look towards the future.

It’s likely that I’m going to start a brand new blog elsewhere, so if you’re interested in reading it, leave a comment with your email address, and if we actually had some kind of meaningful bloggy friendship, then I will perhaps send you the details (and, of course, I’ll edit out your contact details before I post your comment).

I said that I’ll “perhaps” email the details of a new blog because I’m not yet sure how I feel about having old readers be part of something new. Of course, part of me definitely wants you to be there, but another part of me wants a brand new start, a clean slate.

Maybe you’re wondering what I’ve been up to in 2014. I wish that I had something of earth shattering importance to tell you, but I don’t. I still have my boring corporate job (although I work from home these days) and, yes, I still do erotic massage on the side (during my lunch break, haha). I have a new dog (which brings the number of my canine companions to three now), and there are currently 15 cats (yes, fucking 15 cats!) living in my house as well (but four are fosters). The good news is that I can’t wait to get rid of these four extra kittens, so, don’t worry, I’m not a hoarder. 😉

I’m still longing for love, but I’m not anywhere near close to finding it. I was dating somebody for a couple of months recently, but that all went pear-shaped about two weekends ago. And, oh God, the pain! I’ve been extremely depressed – not so much about this particular person, but more because I’ll be 37 soon, and I’m not sure I’m capable of attracting and being attracted to a healthy, emotionally available guy. The good thing about this recent dating failure, though, is that it showed me that I really do want a committed relationship, marriage, stability and kids. I’m way too old for the drama I just experienced, goddammit. Maybe I’ll never have a loving relationship and children, but I at least owe it to myself to associate only with men who are interested in providing those things.

Sometimes I think that I never make any progress in life, but I don’t think that’s true. I think I just need to reassess my idea of “progress”. Small steps have definitely been made in 2014! There will probably always be a part of me that’s attracted to trouble and emotional pain, but there’s an older, wiser part of me now that knows that it just ain’t worth the effort. I’ve even stopped drinking recently, for similar reasons. A few hours of tipsy, uninhibited fun is definitely not worth the next day’s hangover. I can’t say I’ll stay off the booze forever but, right now, it’s just not serving any purpose in my life.

2014 has also seen me develop something of a meditation practice. OK, OK, it’s a kinda half-assed meditation practice (I don’t always manage to mediate every day although I try), but even half-assed meditation helps. I still have obsessive thought patterns but meditation has taught me that I cannot think my way out of obsessive thoughts (you’d think that would be obvious but I was pretty slow on the uptake). For example, my obsessive mind has an infinite loop of “why” questions playing – “why doesn’t he want me?”; “why did things turn out this way” etc etc – and I’ve gotten better at noticing my obsessive thought patterns, and telling myself that they are not helping me. It is far better just to sit my ass down on the meditation cushion, and focus on my breath rather than trying to find answers to questions for which there are no answers.

I’ve developed a similar awareness about my feelings. There are times when I feel desperately alone and hopeless, but feeling that way does not mean it’s reality. Feelings are not facts.

Just as my dating life imploded, I found myself answering an ad in the “musicians” section of Craigslist, and I’m now a singer in a band! Singing is probably the thing that makes me happiest so it’s great to have a creative outlet. I’m so excited about this band although I’m scared that it won’t work out, and that then I’ll have nothing to look forward to.  But, for fuck’s sake, if things don’t work out (and this applies to my love life as well as to music), there will always be other options. I’ve found it very hard to remember this during my life. I’ve been somebody who gets so easily discouraged.

If I had to choose one word to sum up 2014, then I would choose “faith”. I’ve become a little less pessimistic, and have developed a little more faith in myself, and the universe. Things will work out one way or the other and, if they don’t, then I’ll survive. I’ve survived so far, haven’t I?


15 thoughts on “The End

  1. xul November 8, 2014 at 11:21 pm Reply

    I guess I’m still psychic when it comes to you! I was thinking about you recently and had discussed you with mijn schatje Arekino a while back, and boom! Glad you are well and still a CCL. 😉 That’s cool that ya got the singing gig. It’s a good feeling to be able to do something you love.

    I figured you had moved on with life since you were no longer posting here.

    If you *do* decide to make another blog, I think you have my details. You know I always love reading what you have to write. 🙂

    Take care,


    • petrichoric November 11, 2014 at 11:02 pm Reply

      Hi, Xul. What the hell is a CCL? I have a feeling we discussed this before, but clearly I’ve forgotten. And, yes, I’m pretty sure that I have your email address, so I will be in touch if I start the new blog.

      • xul November 18, 2014 at 8:25 pm Reply

        A Crazy Cat Lady, of course! 😛 (And yes, we’ve discussed it before.)

        • petrichoric November 30, 2014 at 2:54 pm Reply

          You’d think that a crazy cat lady like myself wouldn’t have too much trouble working out what CCL means…but it appears that I do.

  2. LazyBuddhist November 9, 2014 at 1:18 pm Reply

    The other day I was cleaning out my email box and I happened upon one of your posts and I wondered “how the hell is she?” And voila! I’m glad your life has stabilized and kinda love that you’re meditating. Thank you for giving your readers closure. I’ve had way too many blog buddies just disappear into the ether with nary an au revoir (and I probably could be accused of the same). If you would have me, I’d love to continue to follow your foibles. My email address is: [edited]. Take care, my bloggy friend.

    • petrichoric November 11, 2014 at 11:07 pm Reply

      Hello, you! By the way, congratulations on having finished your degree! I can’t believe you’ve finished it already. It seems like just yesterday that you started back at university. God, doesn’t time fly?

      I hate goodbyes, so I won’t say goodbye. Instead I will just say that I will definitely invite you over to my new blog once I get it up and running.

  3. Cindy Roberts November 9, 2014 at 4:01 pm Reply

    …was wondering about you…nice to see you are still around and metamorphosing (?) — was that the word for which I was looking??? Ha! Would love to “hear” about your next venture if you’ll have me along for the read. Keep your chin up, but no so far up that you sputter when it rains!! HUGS!!!

    • petrichoric November 11, 2014 at 11:05 pm Reply

      Yes, I’ll definitely get in touch if/when (most likely “when”) I start the new blog.

  4. arekino November 10, 2014 at 1:50 pm Reply

    Thank you for this, I really appreciate it. Good to hear you’re doing reasonably well. Live long and prosper. 🙂

    • petrichoric November 11, 2014 at 11:04 pm Reply

      Hello, my dear, Arekino. Thanks for getting on my case and getting me to come back and say goodbye. Anyway, it’s not really “Adieu” it’s just “au revoir” because pretty sure I’ll be staring a new blog and inviting you to it.

  5. travellingandteaching November 10, 2014 at 4:17 pm Reply

    I’ve definitely missed your writing, and will continue to miss it, but thanks for being in the blogosphere! Good luck with the rest of it all 🙂

    • petrichoric November 11, 2014 at 11:03 pm Reply

      Thanks for the kind words. I’ll definitely keep you in the loop should I start another blog (very likely!)

  6. williamx November 12, 2014 at 11:52 am Reply

    Well well well, thanks very much for this ‘closure’ thing. Much like the above comments I was recently wondering just what in the nine hells happened to you, and how you’d been faring. Turns out we’ve had pretty similar year of 2014, though you seem to be prospering emotionally whereas I am . . . not. But never mind that. Do keep in mind that I super enjoy your writing and insight, consider us bloggy friends of a good sort, and wish for you all that is good and right, 37 isn’t all that old you know!
    Could be I’m one of the wierdos you don’t want gawking at your fresh new musings, but on the off chance that is not the case: [edited out email address]

    • petrichoric November 30, 2014 at 2:57 pm Reply

      When I start my new blog (it will probably be in January), you will definitely be one of the invitees if I decide to invite all my “regulars”. All the best for 2015, my dear Williamx!

  7. Gina Preston February 10, 2017 at 1:20 pm Reply

    Eek! I am a bit late here – as ever. But if you are still blogging or writing somewhere, then I’d love to be part of it. But if not, hope you are well. Much love Gina (aka Reluctant Blogger)

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