My response? "If he's gonna act like a dog, then I'm gonna to treat him like a dog. He got neutered."
She practically died laughing, said I was a mean bitch but absolutely right...now mind you, I haven't said something like that to anyone else...I still am "trying" to treat WH with dignity and respect although I struggle with that...and that's a personal flaw of mine. I'm working on it. I felt bad for all of half a second, but ever since 2nd DDay, I'm just pissed off....ALL the time. I feel like such a mean person anymore....not that I was particularly "nice" before but not like this!
Anyone else struggling with this??
presently working towards...well i don't know anymore...
I pretty much left the human race for 5 1/2 years after d-day, except for family, and then it was a free flow of snarky comments, no restraint.
Now, I feel like I might want to rejoin humanity. Maybe make a friend. . .
These days I try to treat FWH respectfully. Venomous outbursts are rare. Not absent, but rare.
All of that emotion of betrayal must be dealt with and worked out with time.
Everyone in the repair shop howled with laughter except for FWH and I. Imagine that ...
D-Day, June 10, 2012
Vera Donovan: Sometimes you have to be a high-riding bitch to survive.
I don't need you to be happy. I just need you to leave me alone when I am.
My reasoning it was bad enough to do this crap to me, but to do it to your kids that is beyond cruel you are supposed to protect their mother, we are gonna fix this that you can't do this anymore children.