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She was a wonderful woman! Loving, special, supportive of my work, giving - very giving. Sexy, charming, fun to be with. Gentle, caring, compassionate, concerned, empathetic. Who could want for more? She thought I hung the moon, and, indeed, I thought she helped me. After some months we moved in together. Our home was beautiful to me. Our future held so much promise. I was in heaven! Approximately two weeks after we moved in together she got in a rage about some girl or another. She was always jealous of other girls. (excuse me for a moment as she is yelling at me) la-di-da-di-da..... tic-toc-tic-toc Okay, I'm back... Anyway, afterwards she was real apologetic. Uh-huh. Then she was real ashamed. Uh-huh. Then came the regret and the begging and pleading to forgive. Uh-huh. Then came the 'little' controlling moves, again. Those familiar 'walking on egg-shells' feelings erupted in me.. I recognized the 'uneasy' feelings, the fear of 'impending doom', and the 'oh, here we go again', feeling. And then...damned if you do, or damned if you don't...no matter what... ....it would happen all over again. And then the "I'm sooooo sorry", "Please forgive me" "It will never happen again" "I'm such a jerk, fool, asshole, idiot, monster..." And I would come back, because, after all I was very happy with her and the relationship. We just had a little bump in the road, that's all. She is aware she has a problem and she loves me so much, and that is my home....Oh, Argh!
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