What do I have to show for my 30 year narriage
Knee-jerk response: nothing.
On second thought after consideration: less than nothing.
Third thought: I am so damaged emotionally and intellectually that I can’t answer complex questions. I just need to find a way to get myself to a safe harbor where I can’t be hurt again. I’m afraid of people. I don’t like phone calls or Zoom. I’m afraid people can see I’m falling apart…and they too won’t lift a finger. No that would kill me to be disappointed again.
I haven’t felt safe for so long. Since before my dad died. A warring ex-wife and a mentally ill brother. Two cats died after kidnapping by my ex. Hercules and Emily.
My family now is two cats: Ceci, and I’m long term cat sitting for a great male cat—MM.i feel safe when I’m laying on the couch under a blanket with one or both of them
That is the best. I hate everything else why bother. Purring and stretching and love from here to forever.
I trust these two. They know I am trustworthy and full of love for them.
Right now I have a huge project I can’t avoid I’m falling apart, and I’m away from the two good things in my life. Miss you two…
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