Men & women in happy relationships, let me suggest you ignore this post.
So for the last few months I have been going through a pretty ugly breakup. Not to go into details, I'll just say it's a long story with a very unhappy ending.
So I think I had an epiphany this week. WTH am I doing to myself? Why am I letting a man control whether I'm happy or unhappy? Only I have control over that! I am really disgusted with myself for letting this jerk mess up my life. I'm taking control, dammit!
Now that I have some kind of perspective I've realized how good I have it & how horrible things were with him. I have a good job, I have family & friends who are loving & supportive, I own my own home, I'm financially secure, I'm independent & not needy in any way, I have my exercise & am in pretty damn good shape if I may say so myself, & I'm reasonably attractive for a woman my age.
So why do I let the fact that this a$$hole doesn't want me make me so miserable! The %*^#^%ing %^&%^(amn p**ck doesn't even deserve a second thought from me. The holidays are here, they're my favorite time of the year, I have all kinds of social events coming up, & I'm not gonna let him have the power to ruin all this stuff.
Anyway I'm posting this here b/c I know I'm not the only woman who has (or is) gone through tough times b/c of a man. We need to stop letting men define who we are. We define ourselves by our families, our careers, our hobbies.........the guy is just one more factor in our lives & in my case far from the most important one.
Today, after 4 months of misery, I'm promising myself I'm gonna start smiling again. And I'm gonna start really focusing on the things that are important in my life instead of blowing them off for some douchebag. It's just not worth it.
Whew! I really needed to get that off my chest. Thanks for listening to my rant, I feel much better now. Today is the first day of the rest of my life!
So for the last few months I have been going through a pretty ugly breakup. Not to go into details, I'll just say it's a long story with a very unhappy ending.
So I think I had an epiphany this week. WTH am I doing to myself? Why am I letting a man control whether I'm happy or unhappy? Only I have control over that! I am really disgusted with myself for letting this jerk mess up my life. I'm taking control, dammit!
Now that I have some kind of perspective I've realized how good I have it & how horrible things were with him. I have a good job, I have family & friends who are loving & supportive, I own my own home, I'm financially secure, I'm independent & not needy in any way, I have my exercise & am in pretty damn good shape if I may say so myself, & I'm reasonably attractive for a woman my age.
So why do I let the fact that this a$$hole doesn't want me make me so miserable! The %*^#^%ing %^&%^(amn p**ck doesn't even deserve a second thought from me. The holidays are here, they're my favorite time of the year, I have all kinds of social events coming up, & I'm not gonna let him have the power to ruin all this stuff.
Anyway I'm posting this here b/c I know I'm not the only woman who has (or is) gone through tough times b/c of a man. We need to stop letting men define who we are. We define ourselves by our families, our careers, our hobbies.........the guy is just one more factor in our lives & in my case far from the most important one.
Today, after 4 months of misery, I'm promising myself I'm gonna start smiling again. And I'm gonna start really focusing on the things that are important in my life instead of blowing them off for some douchebag. It's just not worth it.
Whew! I really needed to get that off my chest. Thanks for listening to my rant, I feel much better now. Today is the first day of the rest of my life!
