TM Topic 133: If...
If I hadn't a known, would have been worse. Least now I understand why my marriage didn't work out the way I thought marriage was supposed to. I had so much hope in me as a young woman. I don't know what I was hopin' for, but it wasn't what I got. Jack used ta complain about how "fuck-all" wasn't doing what he wanted or some such nonsense. I don't know but I do remember he used to say "fuck-all" and once or twice I would wonder what "fuck-all" meant 'cause Jack had this way of swearin' so you never knew his meanin'.
But I do know what he meant. Life doesn't go nice and easy the way you want it to. That's sort of fun and interestin', really. Life is a challenge, but some people need stuff too bad for their own good and they can't handle not gettin' what they need. Thank the Lord I'm not one a them.
Right. If I hadn't known Jack was queer, if I never found that out, I woulda thought life just had it out for me. Sent me a husband that couldn't give a crap, or maybe something was wrong with me. But it wasn't me somethin' was wrong with. Jack was queer. And life wasn't just screwin' me over, but him too. Felt better knowin' that somehow.
He'd been dead 'bout a year when I started really seriously datin' Alex, who was most anythin' asides queer. I don't feel a real need to put a ring to that relationship, because I had one before and it didn't do me any good, but it's a good one, I think.
If I hadn't known, would still be buryin' my head under an adding machine tryin' not ta think anything was wrong with me. But I did know, so I guess that's just a story.
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But I do know what he meant. Life doesn't go nice and easy the way you want it to. That's sort of fun and interestin', really. Life is a challenge, but some people need stuff too bad for their own good and they can't handle not gettin' what they need. Thank the Lord I'm not one a them.
Right. If I hadn't known Jack was queer, if I never found that out, I woulda thought life just had it out for me. Sent me a husband that couldn't give a crap, or maybe something was wrong with me. But it wasn't me somethin' was wrong with. Jack was queer. And life wasn't just screwin' me over, but him too. Felt better knowin' that somehow.
He'd been dead 'bout a year when I started really seriously datin' Alex, who was most anythin' asides queer. I don't feel a real need to put a ring to that relationship, because I had one before and it didn't do me any good, but it's a good one, I think.
If I hadn't known, would still be buryin' my head under an adding machine tryin' not ta think anything was wrong with me. But I did know, so I guess that's just a story.
word count: 321