I am so grateful for this relaxing Shavout. I have finally learned the art of saying very little and that in turn, has given me time to do so many wonderful things for myself. I say what has to be said, but, don't fill up the air with chatter than can be used against me.
I also learned from one of my close friends, the art of agreeing. By doing this, we eliminate conversation and arguing. That also gives me free time. This is a good thing.
I have learned from this holiday that the Almighty is always in my life. I don't feel alone.
While walking today, I realized that I got myself into this. I saw things, but chose to ignore them. Thank God, I built a life that I'm proud of. I'm not proud of all of it, but proud of much of it.
I gave myself the evil eye at the end of the day and I got stuck. My girlfriend, the one where he called Roto-Rooter, in her dead husband's name has a new grandson. H overheard the conversation and he wanted to know who this was. It took me hours before I told him. I discussed our relationship as well as consequences of his actions. It all fell on deaf ears as I knew it would. He threatened to not tell me what my daughter, not his as he is sterile, says when she calls.
I don't care about that. He promised not to do anything to my friend, but who knows? He's crazy.
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