Happy Summer Solstice

Coloring page I did today for Litha, Summer Solstice - the first day of Summer in the Northern Hemisphere.

 

hate the disease, not the addict? BULLSHIT.

 

excuse my bluntness - but BULLSHIT.

hard to "love' someone when the addict, a once loved and trusted friend of more than 30 years, who took up drugs in their 40s (old enough and smart enough not to do that) - who you steered towards detox, gave encouragement to - turns around and tries to get you fired from your job. Trashes your father to you on the phone the day after his funeral, steals pain pills from your bathroom. Hauls you into court calling your intervention letter 'harassment', and threatens to 'beat your ass' in the courtroom! (witnessed by bailiffs, who threw her out).

I will help. But I will NOT be abused. (and yeah, that friendship is now dead -never to be revived).

sorry - NOT sorry.

She CHOSE to take the drugs. In her 40s. She was no damn stupid innocent kid. SHE CHOSE THAT LIFESTYLE AND MADE ME SUFFER. AND I'M SUPPOSED TO OKAY WITH THAT?

FUCK YA'LL WHO SAY LOVE THE ADDICT

Do your own damn inner work

THIS. I will help. I will guide you to the resources you need. But if you won't utilize those resources to change - I will not carry you. My life and my time is for me - not you.

 

The Most Dangerous Anger ...

 

Acting differently or behaving accordingly - to disrespect.

I never 'acted' differently towards Joan/Doris or the exBFF. I caught on to their bullshit disrespect and lying and behaved accordingly.

 

Experiencing trauma does not give you the right to dump on others who did nothing to you.

Both Joan/Doris and the exBFF underwent trauma/hurts. I get it. When the exBFF was hurt - I was one of the few who stood by her side. What did I get in return? Lies, disrespect. THEFT (stole pain pills from my bathroom cabinet). 

Joan/Doris' blog and her libelous book lists her numerous hurts - some real, some exaggerated, some fabricated.

Both these women chose to go out of their way to hurt me. Both of them chose to call my job with lies to get me fired. Each time a call was made to my employer, they checked it out and determined the calls were made to slander me. They checked out my performance on my job and found the calls to be false. They knew I wasn't doing what the lies said.

And that is why - no matter what they try to say or justify what they did - neither of them will be in my life again. 

 

Burning Bridges Can Be Beautiful

The version of me that tolerated bullshit just because she was my 'sister' or the other she - because she used to be my best friend.

My life is so calm since The Nameless One and the exBFF are out of my life.