Sunday, May 7, 2017

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Why I Couldn't Tell My Wife What I Wanted to Do with Her Today

After the last few days, I planned a day of work and fun at the computer. If it were bad enough, it could be a day of escape, even the escape of death. But, after all the things she said and did the last few days, the last thing I imagined was that she was going to change her mind about me and forgive me, and want me to do something with her-- and which one would I entertain? The crazy harpy of the last few days, or someone who might have decided not to get rid of me, but who has been saying many of the most hurtful and hateful things she could think of for the last three days.
Geez, I already told my son and my sister that I was divorcing her.
I work forthrightly to expiate the pain I have caused myself through my own wrongs, and to let go of the rest.

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

People over 40 are responsible for their faces.

Video I saw today, many photos of associates of the President. Who could look at them closely and not see gracelessness and guile and guilt? Who could not see broken hearts and the urge to salve them with revenge-- to dominate others to vindicate themselves?

Saturday, November 5, 2016

I Am Struck by . . .

how supremely difficult it is, despite my best efforts, to really be any kind of marginal blessing to the people I love.

Thursday, September 1, 2016

Blended Families

There are fewer like the Brady Bunch than there are like the Donner Party.

Monday, May 30, 2016

Working to Be Honest, and also to Be Strong

I have been passive-aggressive in my past, and in this marriage I certainly getting my karma for having had been. She can get nothing for herself, and nearly everything that anybody else gets for her is criticized. Entitled to everything, responsible for nothing. The pain is so great, I want to die. I am open to my shortcomings and failures, so we talk about my shortcomings and failures. She is a great lump, and no one-- no thing is good enough for her.