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About Me — Lizbeth Crewe
I Was the Girl Your Mother Warned You About. Reformed Wild Child. Previously Dysfunctional. Now Functional & Healthy. Mental Health Advocate. Redhead.
I write about sex, mental health, and relationships, because I was once super unhealthy. My hope is to help other people find their way to genuine, sustaining intimacy. Dear Readers, at a minimum, strive hard to be less messed up and dysfunctional than I was.
A little background is necessary to understand why these topics matter to me. It’s an ugly and brutal tale, but so was I at one point.
Pull up a chair. Pour some coffee. And settle in for my semi-full share.
For many years, I was a victim to my emotions, and I didn’t realize it. Inexplicable motivations arose out of my psyche and I’d suddenly lose interest in a partner or feel trapped. I bolted and ran repeatedly. I emotionally abused and hurt men. And I hurt myself. My actions and subconscious prevented me from having a fulfilling relationship — one of our greatest human needs.
It’s Not You: It’s Definitely Me
At first, I blamed it on my partners. Finding some real or potential flaw, I’d proclaim, “Not the right one.” Never would I give the partner…