Donkey In a Well, My Ass!
Ex forwarded me this email about a donkey that fell down a well and his owner tried to bury him alive rather than pull him out. The donkey ended up shaking the dirt off his back, climbing on top of the resulting pile, and climbing out the well his own self. The moral: life throws crap at you. Shake it off and use it to move forward.
Great email, right?
Whatever. My response was (and still is), "Fuck you, Ex. How dare you send me this condescending email when you are the one throwing the crap on my back! I am confident that I do not need any life lessons from you."
Great email, right?
Whatever. My response was (and still is), "Fuck you, Ex. How dare you send me this condescending email when you are the one throwing the crap on my back! I am confident that I do not need any life lessons from you."
posted by L. Britt @ 9:27 AM
1 Comments:
At 1:31 PM,
L. Britt said…
I apologize to dwooga for accidentally deleting her comments. I will now post them now in their entirety. Also, be aware, dwooga, that you can post comments anonymously.
Hi honey. C'est moi, D. I want you to know I had to register to create a blog site just so I could post a comment. Unbelievable.
Anyway, I know it's hard and difficult and shity right now, but I want to remind you, again, that you'll get through this. No break up is the same, and no set of emotions are the same. What you feel this time around is of course different from what you felt the last--but remember that the last time sucked, too. And the time before that. And somehow we find a way to get through the suckiness and carry on. The pain and the hurt does eventually start to subside.
When A and I split up, I remember thinking that I'd sacrificed my family and possibly a job for this lousy guy that I actually thought deserved my feelings, care, and love. The worst part was realizing that he didn't deserve those things, and that I had been blind to just how unhappy I was while I was with him.
I like expressing my hurt and pain in terms of anger. It helps me detach from how hurt I am, or how dissapointed. But getting past that anger eventually enables me to really feel--to hold my arms against my sides and shake while sobbing over how much it hurts. That's such a hard step for me to take. But once I do, I can start to really let go and start to figure out where all the pieces landed, and how to put them back together.
I'm rambling at this point. Here's my conclusion. First, Confucious was a great guy who had a huge impact on China (that's a joke that I assume you get). Second, I love you infinitely. I'm so sorry you hurt now--and I have no idea what you were thinking when you forbade me from beating up Ex.:)
Hang in there, honey. Some idiot I dated at one point said the best revenge is living well. So go do it.
And, to relate this all back to the "Donkey in a well" post, STOP communicating with him. It's too much, too painful, and too easy to get sucked back in emotionally. If you want to be friends a year from now, I fully support that. But for now, try and back away. I never follow my own advice . . . but that's a topic for another time.
Love you, D.
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