Whilst I enjoy your blogs and they are always thought provoking, I also have immense respect for Jac's comments. I think Jac often has some valid points, such as the one she has made regarding your blog.
Hate IS a dangerous emotion and can be felt and demonstrated by both men and women. Whilst a man or woman may express this hatred in different ways such as angry sarcasm, passive agressive tendencies and similar behaviours, it is no more attributed to one gender than the other.
I am ready to love again but not so ready to dive in the deep end, as I used to(lesson learned)....the toes first and then a slow immersion would be perfect.
I'd rather be unique and comfortable than try to be somebody I am not. I'm the one on the fringes. I like to have one foot in, one foot out....and nearest to the door, thanks...
Ireland would be top of my list. I've always wanted to visit there. I have Scottish ancestors, so I'd do a hop, skip and a jump over there too. I gave my son an Irish name. Plenty of Irish people over here, my Doc being one...very friendly and open the Irish.
I am liking our very own home grown music right now.
The Broods - Bridges Ginny Blackmore - SFM
and of course Ed Sheeran - I see fire. Of course can't claim him as one of our own...but did write and perform "I see fire" for Peter Jackson's movie "The Hobbit"
Wish I could post music/video links. I'm such a dumb dumb.
Narcissists believe they are God to us lesser beings, are extremely difficult to deal with, will not compromise, are self righteous, won't accept responsiblity for their own mistakes and will blame everyone else for their issues.
I relate to your story well. I too have to deal with a narcissist on a regular basis.
Unfortunately, I'm stuck with "it" for the next few years also.
Do not engage with him on anything apart from arrangements regarding the children.
I can sense you are strong...you will be ok now that you know what you are dealing with.
There's a very old saying...it just escapes me at the mo...something about leaving this world....old and wrinkled, dancing with wine glass in hand than..
Do you know that saying? Can you finish it for me?
Puddle, I won't pretend I'm a religious woman but I will send you lots of hugs and smiles....and, yes, good thoughts(dare I say prayer) for you in your journey.
Not sure if I did it out of love...more revenge...but it was a pretty crazy thing to do.
My then boyfriend and I were living in Sydney at the time. I had a good job and needed to be up relatively early each.
My boyfriend was a serial binge drinker through the working week at nights with his mates. I would get tired of him driving home so drunk that he couldn't unlock our front door with his set of house keys...and I'd have to get up to open the door and put him to bed.
One night I'd had enough. It was the early hours of the morning and the familiar sound of keys dropping outside and then loud banging on the door. I calmly opened the door...he collapsed on the bed out of it...par for course. I decided to get back at him, so went about my devious plan. I wrapped his whole body up in a spare sheet....knotted all the way down and on the outside so he couldn't get to it....and then just prior to 6am I threw a whole bucket of ice cold water over him.
I ignored his rantings and ravings as I proceeded to have a shower, then breakfast at the table, made a phonecall to a friend even, and then proceeded to go off to work....leaving him in a right state.
RE: Punishment...
@ Pedal....For me it was the belt/cat of nine tails or the hand. Not one smack or belt, but over and over.
I've forgiven my folks. Will I ever forget? Never.