Somebody needs to teach me how to dance

Because I just signed off on an I AM DONE WITH YOU email and I feel like dancing.

To be honest, I am buzzing with rage at all the hoops I've had to jump through to end this relationship, and this only ends one area of it. I fully expect they will email me and try to argue and manipulate me back into this project, or trying to force me to jump through hoops come tax time because they are mean like that.

I know this isn't over, but it's closer to over than it was yesterday! One step at a time. Steem on! Right?

What this means is now I can focus more attention on the aspects of life I enjoy. I fully intend to spend more time outdoors. I feel I've been held hostage in front of my computer. Now I can frolic in the leaves and if this clown doesn't like it they can fuck right off.

I kid you not. I am done. Why? Because I received an email last night that was all about how incredibly wonderful I am and they love me and I've changed their life and I started thinking for a second that maybe I was the bad guy. Maybe I had it all wrong.

That's how they spring the trap. That thinking. It's dangerous.

I almost responded.

But I told myself to wait until morning. When I woke up, my head was clear. I put my energy into completing the project and cutting ties.

I am proud of myself and I should be. Abuse is insidious. Those who have been abused are manipulated to feel at fault so they can easily be reeled back in. Right now, my empathy is for me. I cut the line.

This fish is free.

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