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Happy Monday

I had friends over this weekend for a mini intervention.  Usually  i spend the weekend at their house, but one of our friends was in crisis....again....so we had it at my place this time.

It's hard to watch your old self in someone else.  Because you know the outcome already.  And you know she will be hurt, but you ALSO know it will probably be the best thing to ever happen to her.

I'm talking about being with a man who is only with you for as long as you fill a role he needs filled- that you THINK you are madly in love until it ends and you realize you were in it and he always had his foot out the door.

Only this one is even more complicated because they are polyamorous. Well, he is.  She only is because thats how she manages to stay in his orbit.  It's always a lot of tears and upset.  Its one of those dramatic relationships, where he quietly sets her off and then acts like she's crazy when she responds.  I won't trash him, but i'm familiar with the type.  

Bottom line is she needs to know she is worth more than she is accepting. And he will end up leaving her when he's sucked the last bit of life from her, and he will feel justified and guilt free because he "told her".

The long and short of it is I asked her a few pointed questions and she didn't like her responses...so of course there were tears.  And validating his behavior.  And taking blame for "her part".  

Uh huh.

Been there too.

It's amazing what a little self worth and faith in yourself to actually take care of yourself can do.  You don't fall for this kind of bullshit anymore.

It also makes it difficult to find someone you trust to let into your world.  The disruption must be worth it.

So big sleepover saturday night, and then yesterday we went to a few indoor flea markets and had fancy omelets before they dropped me back off at home around 4pm.  

I found such good stuff.  Only a coat i've been wanting for years, and one book for me.  But I spotted a few very cool meaningful gifts for other people in my life.   It's so much fun to browse around and then see something you KNOW someone in your life would love or find sentimental.  Shopping this way is so much better than ordering on amazon.  It's a treasure hunt.

I started early this year.  By the time birthdays and holidays roll around i'll be dancing with excitement to see if the giftee is as excited as i was to find these items for them.

Also, going to meet up with Mr. Music and have a chit chat in person. I was supposed to meet him at a gig but I told him i'm a horrible groupie.   I don't get all swooney over bands.  I do enjoy the music quite a bit but you aren't going to ever find me dancing in front of the band or getting all sloppy over them.   Turns out he's very close to someone we have in common so I feel pretty good about being safe.  Besides our conversations have been more on the deeper side, rather than flirty.  But there is the flirty element.  Just a different experience for me.  I'm enjoying it so far.

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