ll... ouch...

just checking in here...


my sitch? shoot... anger, anger, fear, fear, name calling, blame, blame, blame... H is just now starting to settle down... after the restraining order, and after domestic violence classes (from which I, not H, have been transfered to normal therapy). There wasn't any physical stuff, but the threat was horrendous.

three long hell-spawned months in which i've simultaneously felt as bad and as good as i've ever felt in my 12 1/2 years...

so, yeah... the D proceeds

i met eom and when faced with the potentiality of a new "R", said "whoa!!! time OUT!"



i wrote this poem today:



Nigh end travesty…



The flaccid truth lie bare

and divine

We fail and move on

our cheeks stained wet

with contemptuous regret

still bruised where

false hope smacked hard

The stars have fallen

yet orbit my ankles

where I cautiously pine

for the thermal to lift

so I might

continue with my conviction

that I was right



And I am afraid for my future

the security normal living

so aptly provided

and slowly raise fingertips

to the swelling

where false hope smacked hard



He could cry at my feet

for a month

where the truth lie placid

and divine

and I know it would remain

While things changed

and stayed the same

Where I would only need

when absolutely necessary



Anyway lostlove... i most sincerely hope for cupid to come smack your H upside the head making him realize he will NEVER have a woman so willing to love him... and that that's worth changing at least enough to show you he appreciates it. Men are a most curious creature, are they not?

Take care on your Journey. Get yourself tons of day spa treatments, foot massages, manicures... whatever it takes so when your job is done you don't feel like you lived your life for some lesser ambition...

A ship is safe in the harbor, but that's not what ships were built for...

Good Luck (and many many many thanks for reaching out to me in my time o' need)

Peace my dear.


Word to KIP, Floyd101, Jethro, Sage, randyH, and WillWin.. (i hear you gotta g/f )

No time to check on y'all sitches, but if'n you read here, I wish you all harmony at home...

Love and Stuff,
Rachel