tl2, thanks for putting me to task. I guess pity party's over. It absolutely doesn't help me at all. Just either makes me want to crawl into a hole, or to borrow from pho, dig Xh's sized holes in the ground.
Yes, I mustn't let it define me. It is so hard to, since the X and the OW will be in my face for as long as I can imagine. Unless one of us changes job.
But guess what, just as I am typing this, I am hearing Beyoncé 's Irreplaceable. The Powers that Be must be dropping a big big hint.
I can finally understand the lure of a full-blown irreponsible MLC. To be so warped that nothing else but your needs matter, but I wouldn't want the crash back down to earth.
You can call me Dory/ Grl.
As a wise fish once sang,"Just keep swimming!"
It's no use to go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.
