Rotating Chaos

There is stillness, there is chaos, and there is a chaos that rotates as well, within this chaos, there is stillness. Grab the stillness when you can and sit with it, when you see the chaos coming, put your best foot forward. When it begins to rotate, be prepared to surf it back to the stillness

Thursday, December 25, 2008

xmas

The girl who is famous now and was on the Jay Leno show tonight (Christmas)
She grew up in a squat in NYC, I was her neighbor... She was one of the kids there, and I was 20 when she was 13.

It's odd, huh the little things.

Like the 7 or 8 little bruises I got this morning for Christmas as a reward for staying up until 6:30 AM wrapping the gifts for other people's children that I purchased.

The kids dad got a fat ugly (some woould say NAFF AS HELL) snowman cookie jar full of cookies, it was from the kids' mom, in response to the gifts that I bought and wrapped for the kids' mom.

She got bath products, candles, and slippers ...all disposable.

Well, he will be taking that jolly fat-ass snowman ugly-as-puke cookie jar with him when he departs my life just as soon as I can excise him effectively.

Like a cancer.

(In addition to the bruises I also got a re-injured shoulder... the same injury that caused the migraines daily.) My hand was spasming earlier, just like right after the initial injury.

WHY
you (K9) might ask, am I still allowing this "human being" to live in my house?:

A) his kids are here and they are young.

B) my entire family postponed Christmas so that I could celebrate with the children in my life. (the other people's children) So, I am bound to leave town for a few days. I would like to allow the situation to status quo until I arrive home and perform the surgery. (pets, mail, etc)

My Mother thinks this is wise, my father agrees with me that the kids are to be considered first. My friend Jennifer thinks I should have allowed him 45 minutes from the "bruising" to get his gigantic television and all the thousands of dollars of technology that he showers himself with, and get the F-out.

When he apologized an hour later, I said that if it happened again, I would punch him.

However I don't believe I will allow it to progress to that point again.
I have never been bruised in anger before. I mean as an adult.

First time for everything, now I know how to better counsel people with this similar experience.

I did not open the presents he gave me.
It's an interesting feeling, to love someone but to no longer be in love with them.

Good luck with that whole thing,

that's what I say.

I am really getting sick of feeling like a used kleenex.

2 Comments:

  • At Sunday, December 28, 2008 2:15:00 AM, Blogger Spring said…

    Whoa, baby! Non-consensual bruises? Uh-Uh. No way.

    And this will sound cold as hell, but it's not your place to think of his kids before your safety. And no, I don't hate kids. But it sounds like he uses them with people who will feel sorry for them.

    One of the first things we learned in social work -- you can't counsel someone you're involved with. Because you're involved with them. Can't be objective.



    Who was on the tonight show?

     
  • At Tuesday, December 30, 2008 5:37:00 PM, Blogger chickory said…

    *sigh*

     

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