we are both so stubborn. He wants to hear me, yet interrupts, cuts me off, tells me what I am or what I'm doing, yet denys that is what he said, he was just sharing his feelings..
I jump back into it, defending, reexplaining..
i keep forgetting all the explaining in the world doesn't change his 'reality'
i just keep forgetting how to do what I know I need to do... drop the rope, hand up tell him "stop, get out of my head" etc.
then he walks out the door & I'm alone
reading purples post about as seeing yourself doing the same as you accuse him of.....uggg.. he kept telling me that over & over today... am I? Then I doubt and feel so chitty all over again.
reading Gypsy's about being the victim and running scared when another man says 'hi', how can I be worth getting to know? So I hang on to the one man who ever said he loved me.
feeling bedraggled, raked over the coals, shattered, hollow, discombobulated, regretful, sad, dismal, I feel grey.
A friend sent me this song a year ago when I moved out It fits me today.
