...spent my lunchtime with friends at Urban Table...yummy pancakes and bacon and coffee. I tshsould have something differetnt than breakfast next time...I always have breky.
...spent my morning helping daughter with a break-in in her/my car in Cali. Theft and vandalizsm and fraud. He paid his phone bill with her debit card. Duh. I think he will get caught...don't you?
...part of the day was spent at Lowes, buying some thin concrete block, rebar and concrete mix to make a retaining wall on the south side of my house/patio area. I dug and arranged and then pounded in teh rebar to hold the block in place. Next I must start arranging and placing rock, mortaring them to face the block and make it purty. Then a rock top...like one of those old timey rock walls with the crenelation on the top
...my evening was spent walking with my sister (Kim and I whined about all that happed today. It was good to walk, nonetheless). I also watched my hero Bill Maher and had a Strong Bow. All in all, a productive day...but a lonely night.
back...back to have a place to whine without anyone asking questions. I went to visit my DBT friends for coffee at Homers in OP. I broke down in front of them. I am fairly despondent today. One of them told me that maybe I could find happiness in being alone. I told her I have heard THAT so many times,
that I am ready to punch someone out who
says it next. I HAVE been alone for 20 years as of June 7...and I just can't do it anymore.
I was 39 and few months. I am now 59 and a few...a couple of boyfriends here and there, but no one who stays. I am always the 'bad guy', the person with the problem they dont want to deal with...nevermind their issues. *I* am the one who is crazy.
I just wanna say 'fuck you' to all of them especially TC. He ruined me...ruined my ability to trust men, to be able to speak up and be myself. I feel like I will never meet or be able to be with anyone the rest of my life. I am too young to live without romantic love the rest of my life.
I don't believe in fate...or god...or karma...or luck...even though I talk about them...curse them. I used to pray once in a while...of course, not getting anything I wanted; like my dog back, my first boyfreind back, unconditional love...
*sigh*