Has anyone else ever noticed that when life is good, all is well with the world but, when one bad thing happens, it creates a snowball effect? I've always heard that bad things happen in threes. This has proved to be the case in my life for the past year.
Let me say before I carry on with my bitching...that my kids are healthy and safe and for that I sincerely thank God for that daily.
In the last year I have lost my step-father(we were as close as blood) to Cancer, was almost put away in a loony bin for my grief over it by my hub and sis and my marriage suffered greatly because of that betrayal. I climbed out of the gutter of depression through prayer, went back to school and devoted much to sparing my marriage for the sake of the kids.
Everything was on an even keel when...BAM!....here come more crisis. In the last two weeks, there have been three funerals, one of which was a baby, my biological dad has recieved some bad news concerning possible prostate cancer and bypass surgery and my hub decides he can't live with us just co-existing anymore. I agree with hub, something has to give here for us to all to find our happiness.
But, but, but....WHAT THE FUCK????? Does this shit just run in cycles? Is someone trying to tell me something? Is it all coincidence and bad timing? I'm disgusted right now and want input here. Again, I say, my kids are healthy and safe and that gives me the strength to fight everything else. Yet, I'm paranoid of answering the phone or door for fear of more bad news.
If this appears to be another,"I just gotta bitch a little thread", then, you are right. It is. Don't we all from time to time?
Anyway, input please....positive, negative, jokes, smiles, flames....whatever. Although, if it is to flame me, let me say now.....take a number and get in line to kiss my ass.
Let me say before I carry on with my bitching...that my kids are healthy and safe and for that I sincerely thank God for that daily.
In the last year I have lost my step-father(we were as close as blood) to Cancer, was almost put away in a loony bin for my grief over it by my hub and sis and my marriage suffered greatly because of that betrayal. I climbed out of the gutter of depression through prayer, went back to school and devoted much to sparing my marriage for the sake of the kids.
Everything was on an even keel when...BAM!....here come more crisis. In the last two weeks, there have been three funerals, one of which was a baby, my biological dad has recieved some bad news concerning possible prostate cancer and bypass surgery and my hub decides he can't live with us just co-existing anymore. I agree with hub, something has to give here for us to all to find our happiness.
But, but, but....WHAT THE FUCK????? Does this shit just run in cycles? Is someone trying to tell me something? Is it all coincidence and bad timing? I'm disgusted right now and want input here. Again, I say, my kids are healthy and safe and that gives me the strength to fight everything else. Yet, I'm paranoid of answering the phone or door for fear of more bad news.
If this appears to be another,"I just gotta bitch a little thread", then, you are right. It is. Don't we all from time to time?
Anyway, input please....positive, negative, jokes, smiles, flames....whatever. Although, if it is to flame me, let me say now.....take a number and get in line to kiss my ass.