I wrote the last blog, not to punish myself, or to highlight my errors. It was a statement of truth and the benchmark for my change. I hurt her with my stories and my anger, but I felt that I needed to shine a bit of light onto the truth. For her, yes. But for me as well.
I am not down on myself. I am not crying into my pillow. I recognize my faults and past sins and I am working very hard for change. I will harness my fear. I am One. I will hold. I feel that any change now is only for the better and my son will benefit most.
I wrote the last blog, not to punish myself, or to highlight my errors. It was a statement of truth and the benchmark for my change. I hurt her with my stories and my anger, but I felt that I needed to shine a bit of light onto the truth. For her, yes. But for me as well.
I am not down on myself. I am not crying into my pillow. I recognize my faults and past sins and I am working very hard for change. I will harness my fear. I am One. I will hold. I feel that any change now is only for the better and my son will benefit most.
And she's pissed and hurt. My truth is not exactly the whole truth. My truth is shaded to make me smarter, nicer, better-looking and more charming. And to elicit sympathy. I told her that I was sorry she was hurt, but this was my safe place where I could do it. I have very few real life friends that I can tell much of this to. The anonymity of the site has made it easier to get my catharsis on. And I hurt her with it.
And she's pissed and hurt. My truth is not exactly the whole truth. My truth is shaded to make me smarter, nicer, better-looking and more charming. And to elicit sympathy. I told her that I was sorry she was hurt, but this was my safe place where I could do it. I have very few real life friends that I can tell much of this to. The anonymity of the site has made it easier to get my catharsis on. And I hurt her with it.
A try at levity, since you all have worked so hard to help me. One of the favorite jokes my Dad told me as a kid. Still makes me crack the hell up.
Little JohnnyBoyFloyd is sitting in class being well behaved for once. The teacher says to the class, "Today we are going to work through the alphabet. I will give you the letter and and you will give me a word that starts with that letter. Let's begin. Who can give me a word for the letter A?"
A try at levity, since you all have worked so hard to help me. One of the favorite jokes my Dad told me as a kid. Still makes me crack the hell up.
Little JohnnyBoyFloyd is sitting in class being well behaved for once. The teacher says to the class, "Today we are going to work through the alphabet. I will give you the letter and and you will give me a word that starts with that letter. Let's begin. Who can give me a word for the letter A?"
