05-12-2015, 09:46 AM
I'm not even sure if I dare poke back into this thread. Yikes.
I lost track of who asked questions or wanted responses and I'm not trying to cut and paste on this phone. So if brevity be the soul of wit, let me be brief:
My ex was diagnosed bi-polar and had an extremely rough adult life between the time I first met her and when we got together. It caused, among other things, a tendency to take tiny things and explode them out of all proportion until she had gone "thermonuclear" and said or done something permanently damaging to our relationship. Being that my own life experience has led me to the belief that almost nothing is that important and coupled with my internationally famous infuriating stubborn logic and wise ass outlook, it was not a good mix.
One of our worst fights was because I bought my son a soda. Literally. One was because I took away a sippy cup after a tantrumming child bopped me with it and not before. The Tennessee incident started because she wanted to leave all the toddlers (five of them) and a couple kids in the care of the older kids and drive two hours away to a concert in Nashville. No adults. In a strange place. I wasn't comfortable with it so I volunteered to stay back and let her go with her family.
More next post.
I lost track of who asked questions or wanted responses and I'm not trying to cut and paste on this phone. So if brevity be the soul of wit, let me be brief:
My ex was diagnosed bi-polar and had an extremely rough adult life between the time I first met her and when we got together. It caused, among other things, a tendency to take tiny things and explode them out of all proportion until she had gone "thermonuclear" and said or done something permanently damaging to our relationship. Being that my own life experience has led me to the belief that almost nothing is that important and coupled with my internationally famous infuriating stubborn logic and wise ass outlook, it was not a good mix.
One of our worst fights was because I bought my son a soda. Literally. One was because I took away a sippy cup after a tantrumming child bopped me with it and not before. The Tennessee incident started because she wanted to leave all the toddlers (five of them) and a couple kids in the care of the older kids and drive two hours away to a concert in Nashville. No adults. In a strange place. I wasn't comfortable with it so I volunteered to stay back and let her go with her family.
More next post.
Thank god I am oblivious to the opinions of others while caught in the blinding splendor of my own cleverness.