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[azurelunatic]

http://sailorjim.net/wordpress/?p=256 -- Sailor Jim, on the scene for stolen-car hijinks!

It's still funny. My ex, the crazy-Christian one, the one with the bad church, wound up believing that I had been stolen from him by the coven I got entangled with. And I suppose that could be construed to be the truth, if you were in bizarro-world on crack or something.

It was trust. I didn't trust my ex, and for good reason. I learned to trust Darkside. I learned to trust Sis. I realized that a primary relationship that cannot be trusted means run, and run fast.

So I ran.

I'm glad to be alive.

Comments

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

And because he lives in that bizarro-world on crack, he won't get the "I didn't trust you...still don't" thing...won't ever be able to accept that it was his fault and he should just leave you alone...

I think both our ex's live on the same world. There are times I ponder changing my online identity, but I don't want to go through the trouble. I've made too many friends and I know how to protect myself (and which of my friends to talk to about protection and such).

[azurelunatic]

To be fair, I allowed it to get as far as it did. We could have gone through life as friends where I didn't trust him and he loved me unrequitedly. But no, I had to go and fall for him.

Re: running fast

[wolfieboy.livejournal.com]

That is a lesson that many people don't seem to learn. I'm glad that you did.

I'm also glad that you're alive. I think you're nifty.

Re: running fast

[azurelunatic]

Even if I were alive and still in his clutches, I would not be happy.