Thanks ladies for the gentle encouraging words. I don't know if I have angel wings, I feel more like a bull that has been taunted and speared, and I want to lower my head and gore that smiling smug matador right in the gut and throw him over my head. Who says money is the root of all problems? I would replace money with men. Anyway, to me now money would be the root of all solutions. I wish more women owned businesses. That is who I would prefer to work for, an understanding woman boss. I think I have a good case for a sexual harassment case, if only I can find me a female lawyer, though men will sue men if they get make a buck out of it. They certainly kill and main each other in war. Vickie, know you got a "Rock" of a husband, I am happy for you, you certainly found that needle in a wheatfield, nevermind the haystack. Why are men in charge of all the religions, are put up there on a spiritual pedestal when we all know that women are far more spiritual, listen, not here to rant about the opposite sex, but to me I feel like they are octopuses grabbing at me with all their tentacles and trying to reel you in to that beak of a disgusting mouth they have. The two biggest tentacles in my life was my boss at work who I wish I could flush down the toilet with my ex-husband. Whatever angel wings I had or might have had have been plucked off and I am about to be buttered up and put into the oven to be cooked and washed down some gullet by whatever beer is on tap. What will turn me around in my attitude? There is no worse choice one can make than to pick the wrong mate, the wrong boss, and the wrong friends. I was falling over the cliff this time and only one hand reached out and caught me and I am holding on tight now. I am going to get me a lawyer, a good one so I can get some money, then I am going to get myself into therapy so I can learn to make good choices for myself and kids, then I am going to hold onto my dear friend and my faith for dear life, have to forget the long term goals I had cause right now it's the short term stuff I need to survive, and I am thankful I still have a connection to here where there is compassion and understanding. Got to fight for my children in everyway I can, and I got a friend who is going to help me, but it's going to be a long road, so thanks Nanc and Vickie, my wings are wet with sorrow and heartaches, but just you saying that I have them is incredibly helpful now, and I got at least the warmth of one good friend to help me dry them off so I can soar once again. I used to be so optimitic, so cheerful. I want to get there again.
Fallen but still able to reach out angel