Stephanie, you didn't do anything wrong. You wrote down the truth, and you gave a "nicer" version to the lawyers. It was their choice to use the unguarded version, and maybe they thought that was best. If he going to hate you, he just is, regardless of what you said about him; he'd come up with reasons no matter how nice you tried to be. I hope this all works out for the best, for the kids and for you.
'Beneath You'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yeah you are right. About everything actually.
Just like you can't make someone like you, I guess you can't stop them from hating you.
But I've always tried to live my life being kind to others. And it hurts to fail. But yeah, it's not all over.
You didn't fail. You were as kind as you could be. One of my toughest life lessons was learning that "being kind to others" isn't the same thing as "having people like you and try to understand you." It hurts when you try your best and they're still mean and angry, but that's not your fault.
Maria - thank goodness.
Juliana- what a lovely wedding you had! You two look so happy.
billytea - Ryan is such a lovely boy. What a pleasure to see him.
Stephanie - you did your best and you gave the attorneys the nice option. Let's face it: the future of your children is worth it.
Maria,
blessings. thanks for sharing the results.
My aunt phoned earlier this evening: guess what?
Her older sister (my other aunt on my father's side of the family) has diverticulosis.. .or whatever it's called. Of course, in her case they moved a large piece of her colon and she was fine.
My ankle and knee are hurting less, but my head feels all floaty.
Really dizzy now. I've never had this reaction to Vicodin before. Not sure what to do, other than sit very still so that the room doesn't fall down.
Hil, is there something you can eat that wouldn't require you to cook? It might help.
One of my toughest life lessons was learning that "being kind to others" isn't the same thing as "having people like you and try to understand you." It hurts when you try your best and they're still mean and angry, but that's not your fault.
Amen and worth reposting. Did you make him late? Did you force him to be unkind to you? Did you sabotage his car so he couldn't show up? No. Time to be a mama bear and stand up for your children. You are doing the best thing for them.
Y'all, I'm kind of proud of myself right now. I really wanted to go to bed about an hour ago, but I chose three things I needed to do; ranked them in order of importance; and set the timer. I finished two and made significant progress on the third. So now I get to read a bit, and then go to bed. Woot.
I want to become a finisher. I'm a good starter, but I lose momentum and get bored and distracted. I want to strengthen my finishing muscles. Dammit.