Getting Out

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#1 April 10, 2011 - 6:40am
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Getting Out

I went out tonight. No risk of running into the N because he's usually tucked away at least by 7. As I approached the bars, I checked carefully to be sure that one of his vehicles was not to be seen. Interestingly, I was greeted with genuine friendliness and caring. Wow! I sure got a lot of compliments. Didn't know I looked that good (or bad). I'm sure he'll hear about it. Everyone things he sent me to the hospital no matter what the truth is. Maybe that will keep the owomen away from him for a while. He'll have to look elsewhere.

I am not as trusting as I once was. There is fear of encountering another financially needy individual. There is fear of encountering still another narcissist. Are we dirt magnets? What happened to my "If you are afraid to risk the pain, you will never experience the JOY?" At my age the stakes are pretty high.