Rise above it.
Don’t let it get to you.
What goes around comes around.
Be the bigger person.
All true things that I have said to friends. Right now I couldn’t give a big shiny fuck about those sayings. You know the old adage, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned? Well I can assure you that heel hath no fury like a woman who has heard some of the outrageous nonsense spread about her by her idiot ex husband.
I know that I shouldn’t let it get to me. I have a lovely life filled with good friends, family, laughter and love. But I could so easily go round there and punch him in his big, lying face.
I wish that I wasn’t wasting any energy or brain space on him. I know that his life must be so empty if he needs to spend his time making up stories about me. I know that he is incapable of accepting responsibility for his own shitty behaviour and therefore needs to blame everyone else for any outside perceived failings that he may have.
I haven’t even seen him in over a year.
I should breathe deeply. Count to ten. Put it to one side and have a glass of wine.
And I will. In a little while. I already feel much better after angrily smashing away at the keyboard of my laptop.
The yummy aroma coming from the stove is also cheering me up.
In fact now I have ranted it’s all ok.
Thanks for listening. We should do this again. Next time I will listen to your problems.