Howdy.
If I owe you an email, I will get back to you.
I am so very busy today. So much to do and not enough of me to do it all.
I am having such a day here. Between people pissing me off, too many things to do and memories flooding me like tidal waves, I am a wreck.
Domestic violence is a subject close to me and I am literally sitting here shaking right now.
It's none of my business, I can't tell people what to do, I can't make them see anything at all.
Love is love and you do what you gotta do but don't ask me to be part of it, don't ask me to support the very decision that put me in hell more times than I care to count. Don't ask me to be super woman for you.
I can't do it.
I know all too well the fears of being a single parent and all the wrong reasons to go back, believe me, I do. I even understand the whole rationale behind the thinking that you started it, that you took that first swing or yelled too much or whatever it was that started it.
I understand the blame game and the guilt game and I even understand going back.
I so do.
Love is love man.
But for my own peace of mind, I have to cut this situation loose and let it be whatever it turns out to be.
