The art of dating when you are in your 40’s is a perilous, soul destroying mission. I blame my misfortune with men on the 'fairy tale factor'... That never ending belief that love conquers all and that one day a prince will come.
Reality isn't even close to the fairy tale. Especially when the prince doesn’t just come with baggage – he comes with a bitter, money grubbing ex-wife clinging to his back like a hump.
Friday, February 1, 2013
Anywhere but here…
I’m not sure I want to be here anymore.
I am the outsider in my own home. I feel as though any discussion that breaks
the barrier of “Squeeze” family business; is just that. Family business.
Relationships do not work unless both people are equal participants. If one goes one direction leaving the other to bang their head on the wall..well, you're going to bleed. And it will bleed you dry until you don't remember yourself or why you're there in the first place. You must put yourself first if he won't. ---RC
Take back the night!!!
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The Velvet Gemini! (as opposed to The Scarlet Pimpernel)
The Velvet Gemini is far sexier than the Scarlet Pimpernel.
ReplyDeleteAnd taking the world back is just what I bloody need!
Relationships do not work unless both people are equal participants. If one goes one direction leaving the other to bang their head on the wall..well, you're going to bleed. And it will bleed you dry until you don't remember yourself or why you're there in the first place. You must put yourself first if he won't.
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Thanks RC. Bleeding is where I am at for the now.
ReplyDeleteAnd I don't see where I was when this started.
I don't see the person I started with.