I used to look forward to taking the time out of my day to blog. I used to look forward to alot of things actually. Like laying in bed at night with La Petit watching television. I used to look forward to picking up a book and not being able to put it down until it was finished, to seeing my friends, going out for dinner and drinks, having a life.
Divorcing AH and moving into my new house was supposed to be a new beginning for me, a new life, a fresh start. Instead I hooked up with the new guy and got involved in a roller coaster ride from relationship hell. My persistent neediness, vulnerability and loneliness allowed me to let this guy practically move into my house, tell me who I can and cannot speak to, hit me, break my belongings, insult me, my friends and family, called me terrible, hurtful names, degrade me, lie to me and cheat on me. And always finding a way to blame it on me.
I had to turn off my voicemail service on my cell phone and my house phone and my text messaging service as well due to the volume of nasty threatening voice mails he was leaving me. He now only leaves them at my office. The last one was him vowing to destroy the rest of my life. Only if I empower him to do so.
OK, so I was alone for Christmas. I survived. I will be alone all weekend and on New Years Eve, I will survive that too. I really do deserve better than this madman who wanted to control, consume and own me. And all the while not offering me very much. He wasn't a very good father, he fought for custody of his daughter only to let his parents raise his child while he does his own thing moving in with one woman after another. He isn't settled into a career, his debt is out of control and he has a history of drug abuse which I learned he was using on one of the weekends that we broke up. Not to mention the serious temper issues. Think there are enough red flags and warning signs here?
Well my New Year resolution is to get over this guy and break the spell he has cast over me and remind myself that I deserve a relationship that is healthy and loving. Not scary and dangerous. And if I cant find one then I will be OK anyway. It really is OK to be alone. That is my new mantra.
Did I mention that I bought a puppy for La Petit for Christmas?