But talking to Harry recently in my talk out loud to friends never around I said I never want to drive in Paris. Way too crazy. And dangerous. And I thought. Oh my GOD. What if he was sitting next to me. Forgetting all I know about Diana how insensitive would I have been to my “boyfriend”. Forgetting of course he knows how damn dangerous it is. My God. 😥Rehab Guy was like this with me. Getting tooo sensitive to me and how I would forget this or that aboot us. But I didn’t do it intentionally. It’s just really a difficult thing to do to know how it was for anyone to to have certain trauma unless it happened to us too. Hurricane Florence? Sure. A lot of us here relate. 9/11. Same thing. But your dad killing himself when you’re only 9 months old. Jesus it’s not anything we could get nor want too. But some have had too.
It’s like when rehab said over coffee at Starbucks you have Daddy issues. God it cut me those words. I wanted to scream of course I do moron. You just spent 3 straight weeks hearing me tell everyone!!! We can’t all say or do perfect things. But I really do try to relate to everyone in the most sympathetic way I can. That’s why I want so much to be all in sync with my fellow man. But how can I. I am a woman. And it’s hurt me so much dealing with alpha ego. Caused me so much trauma being this woman who loves men so much and they are the ones who have fucked me up beyond belief. All of em. The father. The uncles. The grandfathers. The cousins. The boyfriends. The fiancé. The husband. Then the 1 and only guy in sobriety. Then all you maintenance guys and pool punks from Tuckahoe Creek. How dare you have treated me like that. Simply because you wanted to prove your bigger and stronger and way more mean. Well. Points made. Clap yourselves on the back. You pushed me around. Way to go. Along with all Henrico county punks too. So over it.
I thought my washer was broken just now and all I could wear is my sarong because eveything is packed up. Just like it happened at Tuckahoe Creek my last day when the machine broke. Recall???? Not one maintence guy cared at all about me moving out all alone except the ones who left. 🥰And one day it will matter that a man said don’t care you fire me. I’m turning this evidence in. That’s my hero. And to all you men or your witches who might go near my car tonight because I packed it all alone and you want to see me struggle on my way out like the nasty gang in Tuckahoe Creek did, or piss on my car again like you all from the Palm room do. I will ask you to just be glad I will no longer live here anymore. But who knows who moves in next. I head it might be an American friend of a Soviet VP. Ha ha. A real hottie with an FBY badge. Undercover of course. For the next phase of clean up Wilmington’s streets. I mean it’s college night at the Palm room but we had a horrible tragedy at the UNC sister college in our state today. So I hope that our local PD is wanting to keep us all safe from gun violence or any violence. Period.
I am sad for anyone who just can’t get better and only ever wants to hurt people. And I pray that good people put their foot down to all these crimes that terrorise a good woman like me trying to make a peaceful world.
As always. Thanks to our NC AG team and I truly believe his team knows how to be professional and take down crime by making sure we are peacefully safe.