Scratch that. I hate him. I f***ng hate him. I hate the decisions he made, I hate the things he did, I hate the things he said, and I hate that he thinks that I'm the one with issues and I hate what's become of our family. Thank you, I'm sorry, screaming over for the moment...
Feel, express, and be thankful for that anger. It's appropriate, necessary, and healthy. As I work through Susan Anderson's The Journey From Abandonment To Healing, I realize I haven't hit - or allowed myself to hit - the anger/rage stage. And it's an important and vital stage. You are there. As you should be. It's normal. I'm lagging a bit in the stages. Stuck, almost. Anderson is helping me move on, healthfully.
Take care.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
