Whose Faulty Vision

Not Rebuilding

(Christmas, this is another post that I went back and forth on grey boxing. It’s not pain-infused, but I suspect that it will make you sad, and I really don’t want to make you sad. So use your judgment in deciding whether or not to read it. You can always skip ahead to the next one, which is a cute quote about Christianity.)

That way I found to deal with my anger, mentioned a couple of posts back, worked. It really did. That horrible, visceral, incapacitating anger is gone. I was really unable to think about anything else, I was yelling and punching things and generally out of control, and I’m not any more. So now I’m at a point where I think I would be able to work with Christmas to rebuild our relationship and make sure it delivers everything that we both need.

Except, of course, that I came to this realization long after she made the decision that our relationship would never be able to deliver everything that she needs. So I’m ready to rebuild a relationship that doesn’t exist any more.

Doesn’t that suck?