A fitting title for this post and you are about to see why. 😀 I’m STILL writing that book, that goes out to the one who JUST thought they were smart enough to dupe me into doing some dumb shit. Also in this post we are going to finish up my experiences from February of 2014. As you recall our story left off with me dealing with yet another court date filing for divorce and getting kicked out into eight inches of snow on Valentines day. Not only did I have reconnecting with my brother to thank for pulling through those early days, there was also the fact that however as the title of this post suggests, there is one very important thing, my wife, the law and the world itself was forgetting….
Been busy for obvious reasons, I’ll try to keep everyone updated as to how things are going, so far, I’m still struggling to find a stable homestead, still trying to defy check mate, and no it still is not looking great. You may have noticed, that after many months I finally did reach a point that I said I would. I have dropped from 173 to 38 people on my list, and these people have shown in one fashion or other, they are my people, I don’t care if they are someone elses people too, they have shown equality on some level. So getting back to basics with people I can trust, and I said it would come to that months ago, they call that consistency and that is a sign of truth.
Am I pissed, yes. Cooler heads have never been allowed to prevail, in the situation that I came from, have I said some fucked up shit yes, is it right….. I will say it’s no more wrong then then illegally throwing someone out of their place of residence with out an eviction notice, or trying to dictate the manner in which someone can acquire their necessities there after when that some one tried on two occasions, once with trying to use a place we both put a lot into to rebuild as a neutral ground and the second even trying to eliminate the need for either party to have any contact. I wasted a trip to Charleston on that little piece of bullshit run around. It comes down to a matter of opinion, and honestly I don’t personally see any difference in telling everyone I know in one fell swoop, what others will tell the same fucking people in this phone call here, that girls night there, hell if anything, you got a record of my account to hold me to, in case I try to change my story from one conversation to the next. I will say it is brash, and no I can’t say on some level malice does not play a factor. I will say that I agree it is stupid and pointless, people will believe whatever sounds pretty to their ears, until the truth as it always does find it’s own way to the surface, and personally one reason I am down to 38 people is, I don’t want to have to hear the little bitches cry when they find out what I already know.
For the record Libel, Libel is what it’s called in written form, and only that if it’s not the truth, not Slander you stupid fuck that’s spoken. Understand that I come from a very direct standpoint and if someone tells you to get out, leaves you to your own means, after being released from a hospital on suicide watch and then spends the first night that you are “missing” there after at a bar with their good buddy, In my world said person forfeits all rights to give a flying fuck what the other does to survive at that point, that includes going to get anything like a mental hygiene warrant, turned restraining order that became the arrest warrant, when it got into Barney Fifes hands, and all for “my own good” You’re damn right I call that the act of a control freak, and no one who were such good buddies with both sides spoke to me so that they could, you know tell the other side to show some decency and just let it go, and let whatever be be. but they’ll come up on here playing white knight. The point is FUCK YOU, and like Forrest Gump that’s all I’m going to say about that.
I put this shit behind me, I’ll miss my shit that represents a life time of memories, and my fuzzy family, but fuck it, there really is nothing I could do without turning the whole thing into a total clusterfuck, and I think I’ll be the bigger person and walk away. It’s just stuff, if that’s all I lose before all this is over, I can count myself fortunate for one hell of a hard lesson learned. And I still don’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks of me, that too is survivors right.
Everything that I fight to rebuild from scratch, will be on my own damn merit, so that this time, when I return to the world, you will damn sure know who I AM !!!!!!
I vanished without a trace save for my promoting my store front. That is about to change again, complete with a whole new demeanor. It has taken me 2 weeks to finally grasp that my anger no longer has anywhere to go, as there is nothing left of my former life to even strike at anymore. That in it’s own right can be….a jagged little pill, All pissed off and nowhere to blow.
It’s been kind of like a cheap ass reality show. So why not own it. I have nothing left to bitch about, but what I do have is a perfect scenario to be documented. You have seen the fall you know the situation, now you will see if I can get back up from what could be, the end. If I don’t you will know why, if I do you will see how. There will be something worth knowing either way either for protection or inspiration. Unspoken Ethic is going to be all about realignment of self through beating a chosen set of priciples into my own head. Now you will get the full measure of just how hard I am on myself, and trust me everyone else got off light.
Shit!!! Word to the wise, when someone tells you that something would be easier for them to do than to show you. Seek to learn it yourself and don’t wait, lest you end up like my dumbass fighting for hours trying to upload my shit to various search engines, and not having the first damn clue what the fuck I’m doing. < (Sometimes it’s the little things that slow even the most ambitious people down.) 😀