For the last 6 weeks I have cried in the shower every morning. Yesterday I told myself it was the last time. I told my kids that I was going to go out and buy us a new van – TODAY.
And I did.
I drove one van – and bought it. I didn’t even have enough cash in the bank to cover the check. The staff offered to cover the money until my Dad could wire me the balance. I accepted every single offer of help from friends and family.
I drove to buy Christmas presents, which I had been unable to do before now. I drove to the library to check out some books and part 2 of the Outlander TV show.
I drove to pick up in kids in my new van – one that I am not settling for from the local dealership. That one leaked oil and they wouldn’t fix the starter or fuel gauge to sell to me. They kept saying – soon – soon. But as soon as I told them NO – that van was fixed and put out to sell. The other car for my kids, that also leaks oil – they still don’t have the title for 7 weeks later. That will be returned to them this morning. I AM DONE WITH A**HOLES!
Being in a sad place is like a radar for abuse for me. When I need the most care it seems to draw out the jerks. This is why I don’t trust. It is why I don’t date.
Ahh – anger. What a great emotion!! Sooo much better than sad 🙂