Image Source: Saraphina MoseySometimes it’s hard to know what to write and when. Sometimes I just have to let enough time pass before I can write at all. Sometimes I have to process things before I can share them. I can’t really use my writing to process my emotions; I must process them before I can write them.
So what brings about this thread?
Monday I was having a really nice day. Then X2B called me and said she was missing a piece of jewelry that had lain in the house for weeks. She asked me if I had it. I said I didn’t. She asked me if anyone I knew had it. I said no one I knew had it. She then asked me if Suna had it. I said no. She then said,“I would really hate to find out that she was wearing it.”
That was more than I could stand. It is one thing for her to dinegrate my ethics; attacking Suna’s is quite another. I slammed down the phone in an instinctive action before I remembered it was a cell phone. Of course, it locked up.
After I rebooted it, I called X2B back. I only had one sentence to say before I disconnected again. “After that last outburst, if you have anything else to ask me, ask my lawyer.” If I wanted to be insulted by her, I would have stayed married. I honestly don’t know if she confuses rudeness with power or if she simply has no idea how rude she can be.
Any way, that’s it. There will be no more communication on that front.
