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Old 08-01-2008, 08:59 AM   #16 (permalink)
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haha... more like a nicely aimed chair
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ehh i havnt spoken to them in a little while, they can keep the money they were going to pay me.
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Old 08-11-2008, 12:36 AM   #17 (permalink)
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In 2 tears I have learned to eliminate anger towards my principal who I wanted to use a bat and break his knees. No more.
I have come to realize, that those who criticize you are jealous and really have an inferiority complex and these actions make then feel strong by putting others down. In your mind, you know where this is coming from.
In 1978, I asked my wife to marry me. I was 28 and still going for a MA. I
figured right afterwards we would get married. Well, my wife was going out with my brother-in-laws best friend, both alchi's who hung out at bars and used their wife(my broth-in law) or my wife(her boyfriend for sex when they wanted.. I am not a racist and all my girlfriends(throughout my life-I was the black sheep of the family), some I almost married were Irish. My wife is Irish and my brother-in-law and friend were Irish. I was some low class Italian from the city who my wife grew to love. My broth-in-law wanted my wife to marry his friend but she had realized they had nothing in common. We were both musicians and I took her away and we lived together in the city. To this day, my brother-in-law will always make negative comments to me. Nationality and his friend of course coming through. FUCK him. In all my treatment since my injury and through the grace of God I
feel brand new, I learned to think positively. Very necessary for a head injury.
Now the Real Story
3 of my many doctors told me to keep my son and myself away from his house. Even when my wife goes to visit her sister, she makes rude remarks to her. My wife is looking for an older sister to depend on but I told her many times, she will never get it. She comes home crying.
Why do they do it? Inferiority and the feeling of boosting a non-existing ego and self esteem. Stay away if you can.
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