Grateful for this Saturday
What a fabulous, albeit strange, Saturday. It started with me waking up at 5am. What is with that? I mainly woke up because I was having a horrible dream. I was hysterical, and not in a funny way, in my dream because my ex's (its) family was trying to get hold of me. They finally did to tell me that he died. Now, not surprisingly, I wasn't upset at all that he was dead, in fact, I was delighted because it meant that his pathetic existence wasn't taking up valuable space or oxygen. I was upset because I didn't feel upset about it and his family were going ballistic at me. They were so incredibly hurtful and said that I ruined his life and it was my fault. I did try to explain that he checked out of the relationship 3 yrs before I broke it off because I saw the emails dating to back then with prostitutes and other women that he was seeing, but he was just hanging around because he thought he might get some money. They didn't believe me so I got really upset. I found t