Our relationship is in trouble. The foundation was cracked today. I’ve done all I can, I let you talk to me as if I was your abuser. I knew taking on you as housemate after living alone most of my life, would be an adventure, a wild ride of conflicted emotions, and new routines to adjust to. I knew I was not equipped to deal with emotionally wounded souls. We had to much history as friends for me to let you go to a domestic violence safe house. I put myself in the middle of your disputes believing they weren’t my monkey and it wasn’t my circus
Proofreading the above makes me see why a friend said it was a dumb thing to do. Maybe it is a mistake. I believe we are all on the giant space bus together, we need to work together to help each other. We need to take risk when people need help.
I can’t be other than where I am. I will stay aware and let my compassion and love led the way.
Crikey, David. This is deep. We can only do what we can do. Helping is often just being there and not saying anything.
Wow David!