I'm actually doing ok. While his behavior was the catalyst on Saturday, the decision was mine. And I was especially glad of the decision when he clarified that, "You aren't trying hard enough to better your life," actually meant, "You aren't accomplishing enough."
It's probably bitchy of me to share that, but I'm feeling a little bitchy right now.
Don't get me wrong. He's a good guy. I mean him no ill will. I wish him the best, and I bet we'll actually stay in touch. But, ugh. I thought he knew me, and I think he doesn't.
Oh, also! He gave me some financial advice. I shouldn't be so giving.
Oh, ugh, vw. I'm glad you're doing OK, and I'm sorry it worked out this way.
You aren't trying hard enough to better your life
!!! I'm sorry, vw. But seriously this man does not know you very well. I'm sorry for your pain, but he is so far off base here.
In other completely unrelated news, I saw my shrink today, and he commented that the skin on my face looked really irritated, and he wondered if it was from the CPAP. I said, "Yeah, probably." And he said, "You need to get that checked out. Your skin looks like it's eroding."
Um, thanks?
VW, I'm sorry that things didn't work with him , but you've had done so much and come so far, and we are all so proud of you.
