Honestly Steve, we talked about this. And I don't mean to sound mean, but we both saw this coming. We both even said so...
Everything goes fine between the two of you for a while, but then you cannot continue to try and brush it off as her being busy. Okay, even if she IS busy, well she wasn't too busy for a time being...
You know very well what I went through this last year. I know you do. So, let me try to put it in a way I can best, and hopefully you will understand.
Trying to keep two people happy at once, the 'newbie', (you, or Sherri in this case) tends to get dropped when things get tough. Meaning, when her husband gets a little needy, or unhappy, she has to drop you to get things straight, or drop you just because she knows she has pulled up a little slack, and can keep you around that much longer...
Do you understand what I am saying? These are not mind games, but very clearly a sign of exactly what Sherri, Micah, and myself went through this past year. And I am telling you with pure truth, and concern that this is only going to end just as painfully, and horribly as it did for the three of us.
Things are only going to get worse, Steve. The longer you try to hang on, the tighter you try to keep hold, the worse things will get, and you are still going to lose any sort of grip you may have.
I know it in my heart, Steve that I am not wrong in this. I can so clearly see your fate because I lived that very same fate, and I am still trying to find the pieces of me left amongst the ashes.
This is going to crash and burn. And you, as I did, are going to come to the time to say goodbye. How much pain wells inside of you until that time, rests entirely in your hands. But I hope for your sake, you do see the truth in my words.
The one thing I love about you, among other things, is your wisdom whenever a situation like this happens. You are a much wiser person than I am, and with a clearer head than I have right now. It's time for me to brush the ashes off, and walk away from that sordid mess. I believe that this rift between me and Pam is permanent, and nothing short of a natural disaster would bring us back together. *hugs* This scar will stay in my heart, as a reminder of the price I paid for giving my love to someone else.
Wish I was there with you; I'd buy you a bike as a 'thank-you' gift. :)
Everything goes fine between the two of you for a while, but then you cannot continue to try and brush it off as her being busy. Okay, even if she IS busy, well she wasn't too busy for a time being...
You know very well what I went through this last year. I know you do. So, let me try to put it in a way I can best, and hopefully you will understand.
Trying to keep two people happy at once, the 'newbie', (you, or Sherri in this case) tends to get dropped when things get tough. Meaning, when her husband gets a little needy, or unhappy, she has to drop you to get things straight, or drop you just because she knows she has pulled up a little slack, and can keep you around that much longer...
Do you understand what I am saying? These are not mind games, but very clearly a sign of exactly what Sherri, Micah, and myself went through this past year. And I am telling you with pure truth, and concern that this is only going to end just as painfully, and horribly as it did for the three of us.
Things are only going to get worse, Steve. The longer you try to hang on, the tighter you try to keep hold, the worse things will get, and you are still going to lose any sort of grip you may have.
I know it in my heart, Steve that I am not wrong in this. I can so clearly see your fate because I lived that very same fate, and I am still trying to find the pieces of me left amongst the ashes.
This is going to crash and burn. And you, as I did, are going to come to the time to say goodbye. How much pain wells inside of you until that time, rests entirely in your hands. But I hope for your sake, you do see the truth in my words.
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It's time for me to brush the ashes off, and walk away from that sordid mess. I believe that this rift between me and Pam is permanent, and nothing short of a natural disaster would bring us back together.
*hugs*
This scar will stay in my heart, as a reminder of the price I paid for giving my love to someone else.
Wish I was there with you; I'd buy you a bike as a 'thank-you' gift. :)
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