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I wore thigh highs under my wedding dress, and during our first dance, they fell down around my ankles. This was not exactly the bridal look I was going for in public. Waddling off the floor to the bathroom was also not the graceful exit I was anticipating!

Her name is Beya and she’s a Chesapeake Bay retriever! This daycare is close to me, and they post these videos of her because she’s a little bit of a local celeb now.

Thanks :) The other two women she had been attempting to turn against me did turn, and unfriended me. So that part or my life and social group is now a part of my past. I will miss them and the companionship the four of us had, the kind that comes from 30+ years of knowing each other, but it’s done, and I’ve come to

Absolutely, going through it now. After getting back down to the weight I was at 32 (at 52, two years ago), and wearing my body down to do it, I’ve gained 30 pounds in two years. Menopause, sports injuries, and thyroid meds no longer working have contributed. But even living on 1100 calories a day didn’t help. So now

Thank you, and I certainly hope so. I miss them, but I refused to play her game back, because I don’t have the time or the mental energy. And I’m not a shitbucket.

Sounds sooooo familiar, unfortunately. I’m sorry that happened to you. I honestly don’t understand grown people who treat other people with such little respect. But I have to believe that we are better humans than that, and that one day, they’ll get smacked in the face with the shit they’ve done. At least, I hope so,

Maybe not him, but definitely parts of my life. I answered someone else about our lifestyle differences, and think maybe she built up a resentment because of its but I don’t know. I really wish I did.

*hugs you tight* I wish I knew why people did the things they do, as it sure would make the world a simpler place, wouldn’t it? Sigh...

That’s the most difficult part for me: I don’t know and she decided that I didn’t deserve to know. I think there has been some resentment over the disparity in our income levels and lifestyle. All three of her “perfect” children have run away from her house, and her perfect son had just flunked out of WVU his first

That’d funny, because that’s how she sees herself. Huh, that’s food for thought, and I’m glad you said that.

*Hugs you* I’m a fucking sweetheart! Hello and welcome.

He did, because my brother showed up specifically to spend time with him. I admit, it made me think, but he’s also kind of clueless, too.

Fellow in-my-50s here; I thought adult friendships were supposed to transcend this kind of bullshit, but I guess not.

You know, it’s sort of a relief, because she’s one of those people who think that their way is the only way, and her criticism could get rather old. The other two will figure it out on their own one day.

Oh, she is. She has three kids, and all three have run from her house as soon as they were able. Maybe I should be grateful to be out from under her thumb, too.

I think he stayed because my brother also showed up at the bar, and he felt bad about leaving. He’s pretty clueless about some things, and he told me that he mostly just hung out with my brother and talked to the other husband some. He did not interact with the women at all, and he made sure to tell me that. I don’t

I spend a lot of time with my three dogs, for sure! Sure, they use me for belly rubs and butt scratches and food, but at least they’re totally upfront about it. Dogs are always the best :)

Thank you so much, I can totally use them :) I have been cultivating new friends and nourishing old ones, and I’m getting back to happy. Last night was just such a blow and I’ve been reeling, but tomorrow, I’ll be at brunch with someone who cares deeply about me, drinking mimosas, so hey - fuck that bitch!

Thanks. :) There’s been more, but it would take me all day to write it out.

Haha, I try to be. You have no idea the restraint I’ve practiced lately with her posts. And I deleted her contact to keep me from sending her an ass-rending text telling her, in bullet points, how I’ve felt about every single thing she’s done to me.