Yes the fun is in the chase, it is a bit of a game. Like the game of hide-and-seek you played as a kid, you find your playmate, you guys giggle and laugh, and then its her turn to seek you. As we transition into Autumn and gather our nuts for Winter, I truly wonder if this game of hide-and-seek will soon get old? What will be the next game, will there even be another game? Will we frolic in the foliage of Fall, hibernate for the Winter and be revitalized in the Spring in anticipation of Summer? Or should we retire to somewhere, maybe in paradise where there is always Summer. That junction in the road is fast approaching, I can see the stop sign in the distance. Soon it will be time to make that decision, we've come this far, where will we go from here?
Devils Advocate (Sorry ladies I just can't do the McDreamy name)
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Missing Person
"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together." — Marilyn Monroe
Thanks you so much for putting my story out there and giving an opinion. It was quite liberating. My sister saw it and contacted me this morning to tell me how proud she is of the way I have dealt with the last few months.
Yesterday after I read The Man’s response my mood completely changed. I was meant to be going shopping with the girls but all of a sudden I felt a bit like a Pandora’s Box had been opened. I then started to analyse my marriage. What was it that was missing?
I have found The Man's way of looking at things interesting and on a number of occasions quite humorous (you have no idea how much we laughed to read his suggestion about my ghost being secretly gay… )
There is that saying - People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. Over the last few months I seem to have found those that are in it for the long haul with me. I have said goodbye to those who were with me last season and am looking forward to what next season has to offer. I’m leaving some doors open just to see what happens.
Aussie Gal
Thanks you so much for putting my story out there and giving an opinion. It was quite liberating. My sister saw it and contacted me this morning to tell me how proud she is of the way I have dealt with the last few months.
Yesterday after I read The Man’s response my mood completely changed. I was meant to be going shopping with the girls but all of a sudden I felt a bit like a Pandora’s Box had been opened. I then started to analyse my marriage. What was it that was missing?
I have found The Man's way of looking at things interesting and on a number of occasions quite humorous (you have no idea how much we laughed to read his suggestion about my ghost being secretly gay… )
There is that saying - People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. Over the last few months I seem to have found those that are in it for the long haul with me. I have said goodbye to those who were with me last season and am looking forward to what next season has to offer. I’m leaving some doors open just to see what happens.
Aussie Gal
Monday, September 13, 2010
Perfection
It seems in life we can never get away from tests. We are tested to see if we are fit to be in the "cool" group, for some of us our faith is tested when love ones get sick, and of course we are tested to see if we are worthy to be date the opposite sex. Do these tests in love really work? What are we testing for? Is it to see if the other person has the balls to put up with our madness? Are we really testing to see if that person is the perfect companion? And what is the perfect person? Do we really want the perfect companion, and what really is the perfect person for us? These tests are really to prove that person is perfect for us. But do I really want the perfect person.
The perfect girl: You meet her in a bar, she's cute (especially after a few pints). At the bar you have the most engaging conversation, you have nothing to lose, maybe you will get lucky maybe you won't. You have a few more drinks, you go to her room, bang the crap out of each other, you leave, and both of you can barely remember the night before. Perfect! Neither of you have seen each other's vulnerabilities, imperfections, nothing. There is no "you keep leaving the toilet seat up" or, "it's your turn to take the dog for a walk", nothing!
Why do we insist on going through these battery of tests. Why do we find it necessary to write a handbook of "Hoops you must jump through before I will consider you"? Before committing to dating someone, they must obviously meet our requirements, but they should not have to get their PhD in perfection, because it just doesn't exist. The greatest thing in love is the person's imperfections, these are the things that create the memories and the good times. These are the things that make you smile for no reason, these are the things that make you miss her on a business trip. Love really is about compromise and tolerance, we can't always have things our way, we have to give a little.
“We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly” - Sam Keen
McDreamy
The perfect girl: You meet her in a bar, she's cute (especially after a few pints). At the bar you have the most engaging conversation, you have nothing to lose, maybe you will get lucky maybe you won't. You have a few more drinks, you go to her room, bang the crap out of each other, you leave, and both of you can barely remember the night before. Perfect! Neither of you have seen each other's vulnerabilities, imperfections, nothing. There is no "you keep leaving the toilet seat up" or, "it's your turn to take the dog for a walk", nothing!
Why do we insist on going through these battery of tests. Why do we find it necessary to write a handbook of "Hoops you must jump through before I will consider you"? Before committing to dating someone, they must obviously meet our requirements, but they should not have to get their PhD in perfection, because it just doesn't exist. The greatest thing in love is the person's imperfections, these are the things that create the memories and the good times. These are the things that make you smile for no reason, these are the things that make you miss her on a business trip. Love really is about compromise and tolerance, we can't always have things our way, we have to give a little.
“We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly” - Sam Keen
McDreamy
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Cheesy Romance & Grand Gestures
"We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person." - W. Somerset Maugham
I push away anyone who expresses interest in me for fear that they will break my heart or I will let them down. I put every man thru a relationship boot camp pre exclusively dating label. Figuring if they are still standing at the finish line then they must be a winner. But even after all the obstacles and moments of laughter I still can't understand why they want me so badly. The things I think are imperfections in myself apparently are the cherry on top of a vanilla sundae.
Some women have a checklist of characteristics that their picture perfect Ken doll must have in order to make it to the next round in pursuing their undivided attention and love. In my quest to find "the one" I had the fortune of bumping into a man who at face value was the polar opposite of my typical type, but after further research I happily discovered that he turned out to have all the characteristics I have been looking for. Which I never ever thought was possible and because he seems too perfect to be true I interrogate him even more.
Yet day after day he continues to call me and reaffirm his desire for me. If I believed in "the one" and opened myself up again to the idea of love and all its cheesy romantic gestures I believe I might be happily surprised.The hiatus is over folks slowly but surely the Love Bites gang is coming back. It's a bit embarrassing to admit that I am still at times a basket case. After Andy showed up at my doorstep unexpectedly back in July the barely healed wounds started bleeding again. I hate that I still love him even after everything he did to me. As predicted, less than a year after the divorce he came back to me begging and pleading that I forgive him for his mistakes and that I was the one and only love of his life. Or rather his new wife (the secretary he was cheating on me with) got bored of good old Andy and found herself a new sugar daddy. I briefly entertained the idea of getting back together with Andy and excepting the duty of stepmother to his new child, but then I smacked myself with the frying pan and realized just how insane that thought was. (Thanks to Aussie gal for being brave enough to share her personal story of heartbreak and life after betrayal and for reminding me why I had started writing in the first place) I was so happy with McDreamy up until that day and with Andy I was so miserable. Why would I even stop and consider the idea of getting back with Andy? Had I not learned a thing during the past year? I suppose I found comfort in Andy and the memories we shared and just like going to a chain restaurant I know what to expect. It might now always be spontaneous but the routine we once had was enjoyable at times. With McDreamy I don't know what to expect. I don't know his quirks or what makes him tick and most importantly I don't know if we have the potential for a serious future together. It is to soon to tell and in a way that is why I haven't completely ruled out the offer Andy put on the table because I don't know.
SP
I push away anyone who expresses interest in me for fear that they will break my heart or I will let them down. I put every man thru a relationship boot camp pre exclusively dating label. Figuring if they are still standing at the finish line then they must be a winner. But even after all the obstacles and moments of laughter I still can't understand why they want me so badly. The things I think are imperfections in myself apparently are the cherry on top of a vanilla sundae.
Some women have a checklist of characteristics that their picture perfect Ken doll must have in order to make it to the next round in pursuing their undivided attention and love. In my quest to find "the one" I had the fortune of bumping into a man who at face value was the polar opposite of my typical type, but after further research I happily discovered that he turned out to have all the characteristics I have been looking for. Which I never ever thought was possible and because he seems too perfect to be true I interrogate him even more.
Yet day after day he continues to call me and reaffirm his desire for me. If I believed in "the one" and opened myself up again to the idea of love and all its cheesy romantic gestures I believe I might be happily surprised.The hiatus is over folks slowly but surely the Love Bites gang is coming back. It's a bit embarrassing to admit that I am still at times a basket case. After Andy showed up at my doorstep unexpectedly back in July the barely healed wounds started bleeding again. I hate that I still love him even after everything he did to me. As predicted, less than a year after the divorce he came back to me begging and pleading that I forgive him for his mistakes and that I was the one and only love of his life. Or rather his new wife (the secretary he was cheating on me with) got bored of good old Andy and found herself a new sugar daddy. I briefly entertained the idea of getting back together with Andy and excepting the duty of stepmother to his new child, but then I smacked myself with the frying pan and realized just how insane that thought was. (Thanks to Aussie gal for being brave enough to share her personal story of heartbreak and life after betrayal and for reminding me why I had started writing in the first place) I was so happy with McDreamy up until that day and with Andy I was so miserable. Why would I even stop and consider the idea of getting back with Andy? Had I not learned a thing during the past year? I suppose I found comfort in Andy and the memories we shared and just like going to a chain restaurant I know what to expect. It might now always be spontaneous but the routine we once had was enjoyable at times. With McDreamy I don't know what to expect. I don't know his quirks or what makes him tick and most importantly I don't know if we have the potential for a serious future together. It is to soon to tell and in a way that is why I haven't completely ruled out the offer Andy put on the table because I don't know.
SP
You Are Not The Boss Of Me!!!
I've chosen not to write for the last few weeks not because I don't have stories to tell, but rather because I have witnessed first hand the domino effect that words taken out of context can cause. I do not fear the haters, but I am more mindful of what I disclose about my feelings. I do not want to get involved in a soap opera, but I also will not allow the ghosts of relationships past to control how I live my life today.
What are the guarantees in life?....I'll give you a minute...There is only one, you will die!... Whatever you do in between is up to you. I do sincerely believe that our happiness is for the most part under our control, we cannot rely on others for that. Interdependence is necessary for our survival, but we cannot walk blindly. In relationships, there are bonds formed from trust and interdependence, when those bonds weaken so does our relationships. It is always hard and sometimes it seems impossible to pick yourself up after a relationship ends, doesn't matter who's to blame.
As I read the contributions of the other writers on this blog, I admit that it is hard for me to completely relate to the pain they have experienced. And please don't take that in the wrong context. My most traumatic life event was watching my mother die. After that, I wouldn't say I became cold, but rather it gave me a new lease on life. The way she lived her life, the manner in which she treated others, her strong belief in karma.
The JSRs will get their turn to experience the heartaches, we need to be mindful of how we treat others. When we are innocent bystanders, we have no choice but to pick up the pieces and rebuild our lives. But as innocent bystanders we need to be very careful that we do not become like those that have wronged us. The biggest "fuck you" to the JSRs of the world, is to rebuild our lives and show them how insignificant they have become. Remember hate begets hates.
"Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"Have we not come to such an impasse in the modern world that we must love our enemies - or else? The chain reaction of evil - hate begetting hate, wars producing more wars - must be broken, or else we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of annihilation."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"Nonviolence means avoiding not only external physical violence but also internal violence of spirit. You not only refuse to shoot a man, but you refuse to hate him."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"We must develop and maintain the capacity to forgive. He who is devoid of the power to forgive is devoid of the power to love. There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live!"
Bob Marley
Devils Advocate (aka McDreamy and Mark)
What are the guarantees in life?....I'll give you a minute...There is only one, you will die!... Whatever you do in between is up to you. I do sincerely believe that our happiness is for the most part under our control, we cannot rely on others for that. Interdependence is necessary for our survival, but we cannot walk blindly. In relationships, there are bonds formed from trust and interdependence, when those bonds weaken so does our relationships. It is always hard and sometimes it seems impossible to pick yourself up after a relationship ends, doesn't matter who's to blame.
As I read the contributions of the other writers on this blog, I admit that it is hard for me to completely relate to the pain they have experienced. And please don't take that in the wrong context. My most traumatic life event was watching my mother die. After that, I wouldn't say I became cold, but rather it gave me a new lease on life. The way she lived her life, the manner in which she treated others, her strong belief in karma.
The JSRs will get their turn to experience the heartaches, we need to be mindful of how we treat others. When we are innocent bystanders, we have no choice but to pick up the pieces and rebuild our lives. But as innocent bystanders we need to be very careful that we do not become like those that have wronged us. The biggest "fuck you" to the JSRs of the world, is to rebuild our lives and show them how insignificant they have become. Remember hate begets hates.
"Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"Have we not come to such an impasse in the modern world that we must love our enemies - or else? The chain reaction of evil - hate begetting hate, wars producing more wars - must be broken, or else we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of annihilation."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"Nonviolence means avoiding not only external physical violence but also internal violence of spirit. You not only refuse to shoot a man, but you refuse to hate him."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"We must develop and maintain the capacity to forgive. He who is devoid of the power to forgive is devoid of the power to love. There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live!"
Bob Marley
Devils Advocate (aka McDreamy and Mark)
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Dr. Phil
Continuing with last nights story from one of our readers aka Aussie gal who had asked The Man for his opinion on her short-lived marriage and cowardly jackass soon to be ex-husband. Here is an excerpt from their conversation.
The Man:
I have a crazy theory. To end things so rapidly with that type of anger shows pain on his side. Example: Ever heard of a murder being shot once or twice? That's to get the job done but little contact and not so personal. How about stabbing someone twenty five times? Or smashing with a hammer, that’s personal. To be that spiteful to want to change locks and kick someone out is nuts. But I need to know if he wanted more kids? And if so did you too?
Aussie Gal:
To give The Man a bit more info. I am thirty-two he is forty-two. He actually has two daughters to different mothers. One lives out West and I have a pretty good relationship with her, although it is via text, email or facebook. She is about to turn eighteen and has asked me to come out for her graduation and 18th birthday at the end of the year. The other daughter lived in the same town and is fourteen. She would stay with us at least one night a week and we would take her and a friend for weekends away. Unfortunately she receives no discipline from either parent and has a nasty reputation in the area. I have found this out since I left. I don't have any children of my own. He has had the snip and didn't want any more children. I made the sacrifice to never have children to be with him. I accepted pretty much everything about him and his life. Might I also add that he is self employed (never worked for someone else) and has been drumming in bands for about the last twenty-five years.
The Man:
That is weird, after the other information, it seems he had what most men want at that age. (Younger woman, playing in a band, and a new start on life). But somehow something is missing. Somewhere along the lines he wasn't happy, but the sudden change is weird. There had to be something that just turned him off. Example: when you are young you get into relationships not caring what jobs, finances, or lifestyles someone has. But as we age we take all that into perspective. We know if they haven't bettered themselves by now, they probably won't. It may have been the lust factor of the younger woman at first, but realized not too much in common after that wears off. But somehow I think he was jealous/hurt about something to be that spiteful. It just seems to me that something had to happen to trigger this reaction... or better yet not happen. Could there be someone else? Maybe but ending a relationship so shortly tells me differently. I think it would not have gotten to the point of acting so angry wanting to change the locks and so on. I think if he were cheating with such a short marriage time, he would just cheat and hope to not get caught not end something so quickly like he did.
Men want the best of both worlds.... why not have two until you get caught? Hell, if he wanted to end it with you anyways.... so I don’t think he was cheating. Unless (now this is my twisted head) he was secretly gay and has been hiding it forever. It just seems there was something that triggered his crazy, angry reaction. I understand if he wanted to end things...but why do it the way he did? Anger, hurt and resentment are those reasons. And maybe something he was hiding forever. I wish I could be of more help but it seems something is missing.
Have a story of heartbreak, life after betrayal or blossoming love that you want to share with us or get our opinion on? Email chasingtherush@gmail.com and you too might have your story published on the Love Bites blog.
With Love,
The Love Bites gang
The Man:
I have a crazy theory. To end things so rapidly with that type of anger shows pain on his side. Example: Ever heard of a murder being shot once or twice? That's to get the job done but little contact and not so personal. How about stabbing someone twenty five times? Or smashing with a hammer, that’s personal. To be that spiteful to want to change locks and kick someone out is nuts. But I need to know if he wanted more kids? And if so did you too?
Aussie Gal:
To give The Man a bit more info. I am thirty-two he is forty-two. He actually has two daughters to different mothers. One lives out West and I have a pretty good relationship with her, although it is via text, email or facebook. She is about to turn eighteen and has asked me to come out for her graduation and 18th birthday at the end of the year. The other daughter lived in the same town and is fourteen. She would stay with us at least one night a week and we would take her and a friend for weekends away. Unfortunately she receives no discipline from either parent and has a nasty reputation in the area. I have found this out since I left. I don't have any children of my own. He has had the snip and didn't want any more children. I made the sacrifice to never have children to be with him. I accepted pretty much everything about him and his life. Might I also add that he is self employed (never worked for someone else) and has been drumming in bands for about the last twenty-five years.
The Man:
That is weird, after the other information, it seems he had what most men want at that age. (Younger woman, playing in a band, and a new start on life). But somehow something is missing. Somewhere along the lines he wasn't happy, but the sudden change is weird. There had to be something that just turned him off. Example: when you are young you get into relationships not caring what jobs, finances, or lifestyles someone has. But as we age we take all that into perspective. We know if they haven't bettered themselves by now, they probably won't. It may have been the lust factor of the younger woman at first, but realized not too much in common after that wears off. But somehow I think he was jealous/hurt about something to be that spiteful. It just seems to me that something had to happen to trigger this reaction... or better yet not happen. Could there be someone else? Maybe but ending a relationship so shortly tells me differently. I think it would not have gotten to the point of acting so angry wanting to change the locks and so on. I think if he were cheating with such a short marriage time, he would just cheat and hope to not get caught not end something so quickly like he did.
Men want the best of both worlds.... why not have two until you get caught? Hell, if he wanted to end it with you anyways.... so I don’t think he was cheating. Unless (now this is my twisted head) he was secretly gay and has been hiding it forever. It just seems there was something that triggered his crazy, angry reaction. I understand if he wanted to end things...but why do it the way he did? Anger, hurt and resentment are those reasons. And maybe something he was hiding forever. I wish I could be of more help but it seems something is missing.
Have a story of heartbreak, life after betrayal or blossoming love that you want to share with us or get our opinion on? Email chasingtherush@gmail.com and you too might have your story published on the Love Bites blog.
With Love,
The Love Bites gang
Friday, September 10, 2010
I Know Everyone Has A Story...Here Is Mine
One of our super fabulous Love Bites groupies sent us an email this morning with her personal story of love gone badly and the serendipitous new life path that occurred as a result. Just when you thought you had heard all the stories about the JSRs (Jackass Sewer Rat) of the world another winner gets added to the Love Bites wall of shame. Hopefully this will inspire The Man and McDreamy to start writing again. Since we are once again bashing their sex.
So here goes…
I have no doubt you have received a million emails similar to this but I just felt I had to write this.I accidently stumbled across your blog about a week ago and when I read the first entry I had to continue. Yes like so many others out there I identified with your stories.
On June 20th my “ghost” turned to me and told me our marriage was over. That marriage is just not for him and that I had a week to move out before he changed the locks. We had only been married for eight months. He had cried saying the wedding vows. Every guest said it was the best wedding they will ever attend and have been absolutely floored to here we are separated.
Like you I was blindsided. He refused counseling. Refused to sit down, go through the issues and come up with solutions. The thing is that he didn’t even tell me what the issues were. I got half assed comments like the time I woke up grumpy three years ago or used his daughter as an excuse. Yes we did have a blow up regarding her but nothing to end a marriage over. Nothing that he threw at me made sense. He ignored me from that moment on. Began burning photos and disrespecting me via text, email and facebook (yes I did look at his emails and texts. I was looking for an explanation, but didn’t find it) He didn’t tell his brother (I had to do that when I received a phone call from him) and I believe his parents still do not know.
So I left my job of nine and a half years. Packed what little I could from the house and moved to the Gold Coast (Oh. I'm in Australia by the way).I moved in with one of my best friends and her brother, which was probably the best place I could have gone. The laughter is non stop in their house. It stopped me from curling up in a ball in the corner.
The initial period I was miserable. The brother made the comment last week that he was glad when I stopped crying every other night. It wasn’t all too long ago but I feel happy these days. The man that I married doesn’t exist anymore. In his place is a childish, vindictive, disrespectful bitch. He is ten years older than me so a number of people have concluded that he is having a mid life crisis. So I’m sure there will be a time in the future when he looks back and regrets what he has done.
But for me, I have left the country towns behind and moved to the city. I have stepped up into the type of job I always wanted. Supervising Accountant with ocean views from my desk. :) Even though I found happiness again before I started reading your blog I feel reading it is an affirmation that I am doing great and with my positive attitude it will only get better.
Last weekend my Dad asked me about how I was. My answer was that I was great. I am over him. I am over it. I have a new life now. The only shitty thing is that I don’t have an explanation and probably never will get one. So in a way that is his game. To never give me closer. But that won’t stop me from living my life. Oh no… Try and stop me… ha ha
Now let me focus on you guys. I think it is brave what you have created here. You got burned and have found a way to deal with it and it seems to work for you. You are putting your thoughts, feelings, well yourselves out there in the public arena. And yes, you are being judged for it. See even me. I have judged you as being brave. But as you have stated before. It is your blog. If people don’t like what you are writing don’t read it. Simple.
Now that I have read through the backlog of posts I look forward to seeing the new updates. Sometimes dark. Sometimes amusing. And I definitely like the views and contributions from The Man and McDreamy (sorry I’m with the girls. McDreamy stays)
Pens down.
Cheers & Beers,
Aussie Gal
So here goes…
I have no doubt you have received a million emails similar to this but I just felt I had to write this.I accidently stumbled across your blog about a week ago and when I read the first entry I had to continue. Yes like so many others out there I identified with your stories.
On June 20th my “ghost” turned to me and told me our marriage was over. That marriage is just not for him and that I had a week to move out before he changed the locks. We had only been married for eight months. He had cried saying the wedding vows. Every guest said it was the best wedding they will ever attend and have been absolutely floored to here we are separated.
Like you I was blindsided. He refused counseling. Refused to sit down, go through the issues and come up with solutions. The thing is that he didn’t even tell me what the issues were. I got half assed comments like the time I woke up grumpy three years ago or used his daughter as an excuse. Yes we did have a blow up regarding her but nothing to end a marriage over. Nothing that he threw at me made sense. He ignored me from that moment on. Began burning photos and disrespecting me via text, email and facebook (yes I did look at his emails and texts. I was looking for an explanation, but didn’t find it) He didn’t tell his brother (I had to do that when I received a phone call from him) and I believe his parents still do not know.
So I left my job of nine and a half years. Packed what little I could from the house and moved to the Gold Coast (Oh. I'm in Australia by the way).I moved in with one of my best friends and her brother, which was probably the best place I could have gone. The laughter is non stop in their house. It stopped me from curling up in a ball in the corner.
The initial period I was miserable. The brother made the comment last week that he was glad when I stopped crying every other night. It wasn’t all too long ago but I feel happy these days. The man that I married doesn’t exist anymore. In his place is a childish, vindictive, disrespectful bitch. He is ten years older than me so a number of people have concluded that he is having a mid life crisis. So I’m sure there will be a time in the future when he looks back and regrets what he has done.
But for me, I have left the country towns behind and moved to the city. I have stepped up into the type of job I always wanted. Supervising Accountant with ocean views from my desk. :) Even though I found happiness again before I started reading your blog I feel reading it is an affirmation that I am doing great and with my positive attitude it will only get better.
Last weekend my Dad asked me about how I was. My answer was that I was great. I am over him. I am over it. I have a new life now. The only shitty thing is that I don’t have an explanation and probably never will get one. So in a way that is his game. To never give me closer. But that won’t stop me from living my life. Oh no… Try and stop me… ha ha
Now let me focus on you guys. I think it is brave what you have created here. You got burned and have found a way to deal with it and it seems to work for you. You are putting your thoughts, feelings, well yourselves out there in the public arena. And yes, you are being judged for it. See even me. I have judged you as being brave. But as you have stated before. It is your blog. If people don’t like what you are writing don’t read it. Simple.
Now that I have read through the backlog of posts I look forward to seeing the new updates. Sometimes dark. Sometimes amusing. And I definitely like the views and contributions from The Man and McDreamy (sorry I’m with the girls. McDreamy stays)
Pens down.
Cheers & Beers,
Aussie Gal
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