More fun with Karma
You know, I don’t like lying, not at all – not even to myself – and we all lie to ourselves, sometimes. Perhaps it’s human nature.
My little arch nemesis (she really isn’t anymore, but she was the home-wrecker (well half of the equation) for my marriage. (I guess if you want to get technical about this crap all 3 of us were guilty). Let’s just say things in her life aren’t so rosy….there’s trouble in ‘paradise’. I’d like to say that I don’t rejoice in the misfortune of others but then I’D BE LYING – at least when it comes to her.
She keeps journals here and there, and every now and then I get wind of what’s going on in her world (mainly talking about how she’s getting drunk all the time (now that she's come of age - you kill those brain cells my dear - go you), doing drugs all the time, and is either hung over, or bitching about how unfair life is – yeah well you reap what you sow you little tramp). It’s kind of cool to see karma at work. And now of course that she is participating in wrecking yet ANOTHER marriage (as I’ve said this one involves little ones). I’ve also said that there is another wife suffering here too and my heart just aches for her. Well apparently she’s a strong woman (like me!). So this is a little note left by said disgruntled wife on our favourite little tramp’s journal. (Ah gossip (AND KARMA) are glorious things...and sometimes I can be such a bitch.)
***(Note the initial M – refers to the loser-husband who dumped his family to be with the slut).
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“sorry about your lost holiday pay. I am going to write this publically because it is the truth and the truth should be discussed among more than 2 people. Your success the past year has been based on cutting a lot of fucking corners. Life is expensive. There are ways to live on little but the point is to always cover your ass and bring more in than you need. YOUR ass is not covered. My kids and I have gone without a lot of things over the past 4 years and more, our asses are not covered. it is not all bad but M- has made emergency rations the NORM. WE are all living well by world standards but this way we are all living is not the way to live. We have half of the fucking puzzle but missing a few key pieces. M- 's teeth are rotting out of his head. He has settled for less and forced the rest of us to settle for less under the guise of "everything's alright". This isn't a bitch session about M -. It is just about life and choices. MY house is fucking leaking. Who is going to get on the goddam ladder in the bitter cold and find out what the fuck the problem is and then FIX it? this house is sorely neglected and WE are lucky nothing worse has happened than getting a few cars stolen and stuff but it adds up and for what? for WHAT? BEING proactive is always for later, for suckers, just ME bitching and not moving on with less than I need and I don't need much, never have but my concerns are always "hysterical" and irrelevant. Well, guess what? so are yours. You write about getting drunk a lot and you don't know what you're doing or even a clue what you want to do. Meanwhile my kids don't live with their dad anymore and I am spread way too thin to the point of disappearing. But I don't mean this to be about you or me either. YOU are smart and should be in school or something. I hardly even know why I am bothering to write this. I don't even have any advice for you anymore. I care about you anyway in my own special way, unfortunately M - has had a few too many girlfriends and I'm done being nice in that regard like it doesn't matter. It does. the door was closed,locked, barricaded and M- decides to pry it open anyway, like we didn't just have a third child or anything or were coming out of a rough but triumphant couple of years. So, yeah, you can do anything you want to. go for it. and I love him anyway too. OR don't do anything you want. simple. rant over. didn't mean it to be quite so ridiculous. but here it is.”
My little arch nemesis (she really isn’t anymore, but she was the home-wrecker (well half of the equation) for my marriage. (I guess if you want to get technical about this crap all 3 of us were guilty). Let’s just say things in her life aren’t so rosy….there’s trouble in ‘paradise’. I’d like to say that I don’t rejoice in the misfortune of others but then I’D BE LYING – at least when it comes to her.
She keeps journals here and there, and every now and then I get wind of what’s going on in her world (mainly talking about how she’s getting drunk all the time (now that she's come of age - you kill those brain cells my dear - go you), doing drugs all the time, and is either hung over, or bitching about how unfair life is – yeah well you reap what you sow you little tramp). It’s kind of cool to see karma at work. And now of course that she is participating in wrecking yet ANOTHER marriage (as I’ve said this one involves little ones). I’ve also said that there is another wife suffering here too and my heart just aches for her. Well apparently she’s a strong woman (like me!). So this is a little note left by said disgruntled wife on our favourite little tramp’s journal. (Ah gossip (AND KARMA) are glorious things...and sometimes I can be such a bitch.)
***(Note the initial M – refers to the loser-husband who dumped his family to be with the slut).
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“sorry about your lost holiday pay. I am going to write this publically because it is the truth and the truth should be discussed among more than 2 people. Your success the past year has been based on cutting a lot of fucking corners. Life is expensive. There are ways to live on little but the point is to always cover your ass and bring more in than you need. YOUR ass is not covered. My kids and I have gone without a lot of things over the past 4 years and more, our asses are not covered. it is not all bad but M- has made emergency rations the NORM. WE are all living well by world standards but this way we are all living is not the way to live. We have half of the fucking puzzle but missing a few key pieces. M- 's teeth are rotting out of his head. He has settled for less and forced the rest of us to settle for less under the guise of "everything's alright". This isn't a bitch session about M -. It is just about life and choices. MY house is fucking leaking. Who is going to get on the goddam ladder in the bitter cold and find out what the fuck the problem is and then FIX it? this house is sorely neglected and WE are lucky nothing worse has happened than getting a few cars stolen and stuff but it adds up and for what? for WHAT? BEING proactive is always for later, for suckers, just ME bitching and not moving on with less than I need and I don't need much, never have but my concerns are always "hysterical" and irrelevant. Well, guess what? so are yours. You write about getting drunk a lot and you don't know what you're doing or even a clue what you want to do. Meanwhile my kids don't live with their dad anymore and I am spread way too thin to the point of disappearing. But I don't mean this to be about you or me either. YOU are smart and should be in school or something. I hardly even know why I am bothering to write this. I don't even have any advice for you anymore. I care about you anyway in my own special way, unfortunately M - has had a few too many girlfriends and I'm done being nice in that regard like it doesn't matter. It does. the door was closed,locked, barricaded and M- decides to pry it open anyway, like we didn't just have a third child or anything or were coming out of a rough but triumphant couple of years. So, yeah, you can do anything you want to. go for it. and I love him anyway too. OR don't do anything you want. simple. rant over. didn't mean it to be quite so ridiculous. but here it is.”
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