Seriously?

Seriously, why do we go back to people who hurt us, treat us like dirt, cheat, lie and all the other distasteful and devious acts? I left my husband for these reasons, and a friend of mine was dumped and so her boyfriend could see another woman and now she's seeing him again, really?

What is wrong with us women? Do you think he has changed? That he realized how "good" you were in his life? Sorry those men don't work like that, he's borded, got rid of the other woman (or if she was smart, dumped him),or  needs something.

WAKE UP my friend, you are so much better than this, and that man is not gonna add worth to your life!

Silence Is Golden?

"Open your mouth one more time", some of us have heard this growing up, and now we fall back in time to remember the consequences of disobedience, ah memories.

This adult thing isn't what it's cracked up to be. Freedom of speech? Not if you want to be liked. If only I had a southern accent. None of us want to hear our flaws, our mistakes, our weaknesses, but some times it's essential for growth.

Unfortunately, most of the time, it is not received with acceptance and open arms, but rather, counter attacks and things best left unspoken between the proclaimer and God. Why do we do these things to each other? If I don't stand up for myself that person will think I'm weak, that I believe what's being said, and at worst, that they are right! These thoughts frantically running around in our brain, as "insults" fly.

Delivery and presentation make the difference. A pile of pooh in a beautiful box with ribbon and bows, not so bad, lol. But really, is it that bad? If we truly are in need of insight to the betterment of our life and the lives of all those effected by our existence, then shouldn't we just shut up and listen?

Ya?

If conversing is only used when you have a need or you want something, what's that called? Meaningful and productive conversation is so lacking in my life. Do I bring this upon myself?

I admit I'm not the easiest person to have a conversation with. Especially in my older age, I'm horendious at paying attention, saying the wrong thing socially or emotionally.

So much damage in my past, I don't want to let you in, whoever you are. Sheesh, and I get mad cause other people are crazy, lol.

The crazy leading the crazy, what do you think is going to be the end result? I've never denied my "problems", why should I, why do you? Why do you? Be accepting, be forgiving, be loving, be humble, be nice, just...be...nice.

Pathological Liar

A pathological liar is usually defined as someone who lies incessantly to get their way and does so with little concern for others. Pathological lying is often viewed as coping mechanism developed in early childhood and it is often associated with some other type of mental health disorder. A pathological liar is often goal-oriented (i.e., lying is focused - it is done to get one's way). Pathological liars have little regard or respect for the rights and feelings of others. A pathological liar often comes across as being manipulative, cunning and self-centered.


Read more: http://wiki.answers.com/Q/What_do_you_call_a_liar_who_believes_their_own_lies#ixzz1iXi01E38

I'm saddened, utterly and completely saddened, but my eyes have been opened. To find out that someone you love and hold dear has been purposely lying, causing great sorrow and pain to the recipient of those lies, is...is unfathomable.The questions fly, why, why, why? Did you ever love me? Then why?

You made me crazy, over nothing. The love I felt was based on nothing. You threw your life away for...nothing.

Stop the lying, and heal. Start with yourself, stop lying to the one person in the whole world who can't leave, can't run, can't hide from the lies, you.

I'm here for the process that is needed for both of us. I'm there for us. Right next to you. Sitting in the chair, lying on the couch, walking down the street, where ever the hurt ends and professional help begins.

Wow, That Lasted, LoL!

Had to erase a blog, man sometimes we get CRAZY, don't we?

Life sure changes and so do we. I'm thankful to be alive, because that means there is still hope for me. My marriage may be ending but new beginnings are sure on the horizon. I gained and lost some important things to me. I stayed out of the mental hospital and that was nice, well I couldn't afford the "spa like" one or I would have gone and probably never left, lol.

Even though and through all that has happened and continues to on a daily basis, I'm happy. God is always there, even when others leave you, or stop loving you or you leave or stop loving them, He is always at the ready to provide comfort and a way for my feet. He loves me. The good real love.

He tells me and shows me what love is and what it isn't. Now to find someone that knows what real love is.

To those who choose to try to find happiness and love in material possessions, wealth, beauty, status, or power (to name a few), my heart goes out to you. I lived it, all those things can be ripped away from you in an instant. Many learned that through this great recession, but many are still "striving after the wind". I want the love of my husband back,....hold on (answering the cell, it's him)....no I don't, he is mean and ugly to me. Thank you Steven for calling me and reminding me who you really are, just when I was getting all teary eyed and sentimental.

Hurt as much as they do I LOVE reality checks! And this one was with a big huge permanent red sharpie!
Side note: Sharpies bring joy to my life, XOXO to the sharpie. *that will be my next blog- For The Love of Inanimate Objects* Ok my ADD is showing :)

It's Decided!

Today, I've decided to close my clothing store. Sad, I know, but necessary. Small Business, well miniature business in my neck of the woods is like trying to revive a corpse. It was dead before I started. But we all have dreams don't we? It's not that my dream was wrong or no good just not right for here and now. have I given up? NO! Did Edison give up on the light bulb after one try?...No. It took over 2,000 tries. Plus, I have too many dreams. It's like trying on clothes, there's a time and place for each outfit, some look better than others but don't feel right and the opposite is true. It's when all the essential elements come together and produce... success.

Super Star

On A Cold January's Eve

The ringing in of the new year, shouldn't someone tell it to chill. I'm not ready for the new year...taxes...who is? I'm still in shock from 2009, or maybe it's swine flu, cough, cough...aaawwweee...I can't tell!

Weather it be swine flue or taxes pending in the uncertain future, there are some things that I can rely on.
God's on my side if I'm on His.
My Husband loves me, the best way he can.
And you can never go wrong with a hamburger or a taco, you just can't.

December 28th of the year 2009, what will you hold?