2016 Update: I care more about this blog than I do that "they" can read it, otherwise I'd stop writing it and create a new one. As long as they finally leave me and my little family alone, there should be no problem, even though I requested that they don't read it. Since they have no interest in my writing, I'm probably safe. I hope so hard they will finally respect our wishes of no contact. I care so much about telling the truth and bringing healing. I fought my entire life to bring communication, truth, and healing to my FOO. There's nothing left to fight for so I have given up, at age 59. I can now only bring healing to myself and other survivors through my words. I finally went back to work on my heart-wrenching memoir that I wrote in 2012 that I originally wrote for them as my last Hope of getting my beloved family of origin and relatives back. But, There Are None So Blind As Those Who Will Not See

Thursday, July 2, 2015

It Was A Mistake To Have Posted That


  I could have gone forever without posting this!:

   You Wouldn't Like Me If You Knew I Am In Love With A Married Man...


   The only reason I posted such a thing, and even shared it in a private Facebook writer's group, was because of my uber sensitivity over being brutally bullied by a woman friend on Facebook that I trusted with my truth. I basically got a little drunk and a little stoned and let that out; what I wrote above.

  Now I can clearly see that it was an unloving thing to do to myself; the way I worded the title and the post itself. I'm leaving it on my blog though because I'm not ashamed of my mistake. I feel bad that I was clearly hating on myself so much and inviting others to hate on me too. I guess that's what being bullied does to a psyche though; it feeds any self-hatred you already have.

  The married man is my true friend. We have been platonic for a decade. His wife knows we're friends. His marriage is stronger and happier because of our two-year affair. We were both separated at the time; me more-so than he; for him it was more like they were living separate lives. I have no secrets from my loving family.

  I still have no women friends I can tell my truth to. The few times I have tried over the decade to a few women---I have been met with harsh judgments and the loss of their friendships. It sucks. I feel like I have no true friends presently because if they knew about him they wouldn't be my friends. He's such a big part of me, he's family to me, I could never give him up. 


.....I do love to test people on their judgmentalness though. Posting such things does just that.