Thanks for the hug Jean, a desperately needed one.
It’s that time again, you can set a watch to it. My hormones are in a major flux today. I am so weepy I don’t know how I will make myself get out of the house but I will. The cats are circling me, they know I’m upset. I forced a half *ssed workout, cried through the whole thing.
My sponsor said we cling to men that we see as more screwed up than we are so we can be busy trying to fix them instead of helping ourselves. I see that. I so want to tell him off but I can form the words-I’ll just start crying and I think he gets off on it. It’s a power thing.
I keep getting myself involved with this fool. I don’t deserve better because I keep going back for more. I’m getting just what i deserve.
I keep doing the same things expecting different results. I’m guilty of allowing it, he’s guilty of taking advantage of it.
I think I’ll go out and pick that kitchen color. A can of paint may go a long way toward motivating me to get started. I put in for a week off either before or after my birthday. There is no possibility of making my goal this quarter so it’s a good time to take off.
bettie
