Well, turn the beast around and there you have kisa and me. Horse’s ass…that would be me. Beloved kisa and the jackazz. I’m angry to the point of breaking something besides my heart. I want to throw something, punch someone, hide somewhere dark and dirty. He brings things out to his car and laughs at his new I-Could-Care-Less-Attitude. I miss the heart that bled for this place. I miss the I Would Do Anything attitude. I stand back helpless and watch him pack. When he holds up a mug and asks “want this?” I want to puke. Did they beat him down that badly? Does he hate this life that much? Did I push him too hard?
I negotiated for a better life and I got it. Some may say my attempt was feeble, the response, lame. But. But, I have never wanted for more than what I need. Ever. Can I help it if I hate this stage of the game? Feeling like I crawled over a still-warm carcass to grasp the tarnished prize. Watching him walk away is getting harder everyday. I don’t even know his shoe size so how can I even think about standing in them, forget filling them.
~*LunaSea*~ 
Sweetie, ??? What is going on? I am so sorry!
Once again…I must say, we are orbiting.
(((hugs)))
I heard a saying once – something about you are never given more than you can’t handle…well, I hope that’s true- for both of us!
You are worrying me. I really hope I`ve misread this blog, and it`s not about what I am thinking. In any case, I am sorry to hear that you are going through a “rough” time… . 😦
It’s 100% work related and not about my home life…hope that helps. I’ll be okay!
I am really relieved and glad to hear that. 🙂 Hope things work out for you, quickly. 🙂
(((HUGS))) i’m here if you need me
I’ve been WAY out of the loop due to the crazy family drama and events of late. From your blog I can see that perhaps we are well overdue for a dinner date. Call me or e-mail (I know all about you and phones … ). If not … I’ll catch you soon 🙂
I know you have been busy and I’ve been meaning to catch up to you…dinner? Definitely!