You’ve won another argument
because I have given up
–
I swore I wouldn’t fight back anymore
But I gave in this time
I engaged, I didn’t just let it go
–
Until I came to my senses, that is
But it was too late
How do you stop a freight train that’s barreling down the tracks?
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You are unkind to me
Your words are bitter and seering
You have hurt our children
inside and out
–
You prefer things to people
but you turn on your charm so no one will see through your facade
And facade it is
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It is not real
You are not real
But this is all painfully real
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You are selfish
manipulative
indignant
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Lies roll off your tongue
like raindrops off rooftops
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Yet you will outlive me
You will see our children grow
And hold their children in your arms
And you won’t care
–
How could the universe have gotten it so wrong?
–
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I feel bad ‘liking’ this because it is sad, and makes me feel bad. But it is beautifully written, and took courage to write. And I like that. Life does seem unfair. You shouldn’t have to go through this.
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fransi expressed my thoughts, I will just concur ~ Kat
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Thank you, Kat…
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Thank you, Fransi… Sorry to make you feel bad. I debated before posting it and decided to just go for it in the end… I appreciate your thoughtful comment…
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Please don’t be sorry. Those feelings should not be bottled up inside.
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Very moving and poignant….
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Thank you, Denise…
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😦
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Thanks for reading, “Reaching4”
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I am so sorry you have to deal with this too.
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Thank you, Denise… This too shall pass…and then return…and pass again… 😦
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Keeping you close in m my thoughts and prayers. Please remember kids are more intuitive and aware than we realize – In the end, facades don’t usually fool them, whether they admit that or not. They know, and remember, what’s real.
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Thank you… One has caught on all by himself and doesn’t understand why I put up with such behavior and why I don’t change the lock the front door. He doesn’t understand that there is so much more to it & that it is not so simple — but I’m glad that he doesn’t “get it” entirely.
Thank you so much for your kind comment. I will think of what you said when I am having a rough time — like today!… 🙂
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I’m sorry you have this to deal with on top of everything else. It is not deserved and I identify very strongly with what you’ve said here from my own experience.
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Tracy,
Thank you so much for your support. I am so sorry that you can relate… xo
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I too am sorry you have had to deal with such thoughtlessness and malice. Life is definately unfair and in my experience only the nicest of people, like you, are subjected to more than they should have to deal with in life. If good wishes are any help, then you have mine.
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Thank you so very much for your kind words and good wishes… They are much appreciated!
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That was both sad and lovely. I had cancer at 42, and I thought that was too young. Keep fighting. Cancer is like a playground bully: acts tough until someone stands up to it.
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment. I’m sorry to hear that you have dealt with cancer, too — and at such a young age. It certainly is a bully! Sending warm wishes your way…
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I am pulling for you during this difficult transition. Praying that you and your boys will be covered in a blanket of love and protection.
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Thanks so much, Anka…
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Sounds like you are describing a narcissist. I was raised by one. I hope things are different for the better in this regard now. xo
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Yes, I think you are right. I’m so sorry you were raised by one! I think it’s so much worse to be raised by one than to be married to one. I haven’t had much time to read your blog, but yours is the next one I am visiting, so I am looking forward to reading more about your story.
My father was a very abusive narcissist, but we left in the middle of the night and flew across the country when I was 4 to escape him, so I was fortunate to have gotten away. But then I turned around and married a one (thankfully not nearly as bad as my father). I proved the ‘girls marry their fathers’ adage true, unfortunately! I haven’t gotten away yet, but that it one of my goals/dreams!
I hope you are doing okay… xo
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