Wow, I think I will have to repeat to myself what I said about God guiding me...it actually sounded good.
I did print out chatterbug's post about his life moving forward. Will post it on my fridge.
Tal and all--I don't want to WIN. I don't want the theatre fiasco to be a WIN for me, or town meeting, or the house. I don't want it to be a battle. Maybe I am still shuddering from X's anger back in October: "you WON! I wanted to be in the house!" The HORROR of struggling to just fricking survive everyday, and he saw me as having a VICTORY because he did the right human moral thing and moved out. I still want to throw up when I remember the total flabbergasted punch in the stomach feeling that statement caused.
So--I want to take care of myself. I want things to be equitable and fair and right in the grand scheme of things. I don't know what that looks like yet. Right now I feel a huge responsibility to make this little theatre show go well, because it is NOT right that the production suffers because of X and my little drama. So I will focus on that.
And, of course, sweat bullets awaiting X's reply to my reply.
And maybe have a "date" with my town meeting escort, K?
