I debated not posting tonight, as my head is a-flutter with demons and jagged broken glass this evening. I've had a prime example of how life doesn't always work exactly how we expect it to. I don't want to and won't go into much detail, but I'm content that things will work out as they need to. If that means I have to adjust a bit, so be it.

Seems like a lot of life is adjustment lately. Shifting the way I perceive certain things, relaxing a bit from the title nazi I used to be. I don't need to be his wife to be loved that much, I don't need to be someone's sister to have them treat me like shit. People simply do what they want, most of the time, with little to no regret or thought of how those decisions affect others.

I'm not sure I've gotten there either, so I shouldn't throw stones. My number one concern is for myself, my daughter and him, then everyone else. Does that make me callous? Coldhearted? Or simply human?

This entry was posted by Mellie, on Monday, May 30, 2005.