twenty-four hours later......
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Glad the birthday is over with (Thanks to all who wished me a Happy Birthday). I have had better days in my life and I am thankful for the opportunity to see another day. Mr. Man sent a dozen red roses and balloons to work and had a lovely gift waiting for me when I got home last night. I got received an e-mail and a text message from B. Apparently when we ended things last December, he assumed that I never wanted to talk to him and that was the reason he has not kept in contact up until now. I think that was his excuse to stay away. I miss him dearly and wonder what could have been. Days like today, I think more and more about moving out of Mr. Man�s house. I am frustrated beyond words with his daughter and the way her parents dote over her like she is still a baby. Miss Puppet demands attention twenty-four-seven and will scream bloody murder if she doesn�t get it. I was never raised to talk or treat my parents the way she does and so it is hard for me to observe such demanding behavior from a six year old and keep my mouth shut. I am often in an uncomfortable predicament on days that she is with Mr. Man. I am forced to play the mean girlfriend while Mr. Man plays the good Daddy. And of course, Miss Puppet tells her mother every time I do something that she does not like. The ex-wife has yet to confront me about the issues, but she turns it into a big argument with Mr. Man complicating further there already complicated relationship. And I wonder, WHAT THE FUCK HAVE I GOTTEN MYSELF INTO? |
12:06 p.m. || October 06, 2005 |
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