Well, I was not going to post anything but I have to vent in some way or I am going to go nuts. I do not want to talk about it and for many this would be no big deal. But for me this issue goes against all my principles, but yet nothing else could be done; but something else should have been. Most people would not understand my empathy under the circumstances, maybe some would, but I do not want to worry about it. I cannot and will not say the words because it will make it real and the visualization will be too much.
How I feel: Sick and sad. I am angry at the world for this. There is a man here (not my husband) I would love to slap and yell at him with all the frustration, anger, guilt, sadness and confusion I am feeling. This past Thanksgiving due to a culmination of an issue was the worst we have ever had, but yet as a family we were close.
My heart is heavy and sad, but I am finally alone and can cry about it; maybe now I will feel better. I am going to tell my self the end of the story and that is how it has to be.
Thank you God for not letting it be worse than it was.
I am sorry.
“If you have men who will exclude any of God’s creatures from the shelter of compassion and pity, you will have men who deal likewise with their fellow men.”
-St. Francis of Assisi