November 12, 2003
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what do I say?
I made many of my posts private.
I discovered that “he” was reading them, and scarier yet, SAVING them,
toward some unannounced end.
I also discovered that he had hacked my accounts and copied emails and posts to a password protected bulletin board.
we saw a counselor tonight.
we’re done.
but we have a committment to coparenting
which I think I can believe in.
I’m feeling violated, but not as much as before.
untrusting… but more independent.
this is going to be really hard.
I’d appreciate any “you can do it” vibes you can spare.
…and a doughnut. I’d really appreciate a doughnut.
Comments (27)
That just hurts, I’m sorry.
Did you realize that I drive right past a Krispy Kreme doughnut shop on the way to your home… You do know that we will have to partake in doughnuts now next week right?? And you know I think you can do it and I totally believe in you.
blah.
there is much i should teach you.
Ohhh damn.. You can do it, as if there is any question. It’s going to be wretched at times though, and I wish I could give you a big hug right now
Dude, this violation of privacy and trust, is awful. I am so sorry it turned out nasty. All the more reason why you should raise your lovely head up, chin up, too. There’s no question about whether or not you can do ‘it.’ You can conquer the world, if you set your mind to it. It isn’t easy and as Morgane said, there’ll be times when you will feel devastated, but you know, in time you will rediscover who you are again, and I am positive that a lot of the issues you’re dealing with now, self esteem wise, will resolve themselves.
wtf, dude?
you can totally do it. you can do eet……all night long.
when you marry me we can move away to a cottage by the sea, mmmmkay?
don’t move in with mud, she’s fucked up all the time. move in with me, so i can borrow your shoes.
saying “i’m sorry” just doesn’t cut it, i know. but i am. it’s so sad when something that should be good, isn’t anymore. and when you want to extend a hand and are impotent to do so, seeing as how there’s three thousand miles in between and all. but dude, you can do it with one hand tied behind your back. even if it doesn’t feel like it sometimes, you’ll still be kicking ass. smoooooooch.
Aw, shit. I hate news like this. Yeah, I’m sorry. But hmm, You can do it? Hell, you have to do it. And in time, you know you’ll come out ahead, having learned and grown and blah blah, all that shit. But you know that. It’s just hard to conceive of when you’re in it. Come to PA and we’ll get smashed
.
that
sucks.
I love you.
and that really really sucks, on so many levels, in so many ways.
damn.
Wow, I’m sorry that this is happening. It’s hurtful and it sucks. I know you can do this…you deserve to be happy!
You can have my doughnut. I can’t speak for the Dalai Lama.
Damn, woman, this is great news! Get it behind you, move on and embrace the good that’s coming your way when you walk through the door. It’s looking for you.
Shit, why does James always have to say the perfect thing right before I am going to post?!
You are
‘d… I wish I had a box of krispy’s to share with you this morning and we could both whine until we got our sugar highs then we could re-create the plaid outfits….
My original comment got swallowed into the abyss. Probably a good thing, because it was too full of impassioned stalker-like concern. I’ll try again.
You’re one of my biggest Sheroes here, and you don’t deserve the kind of treatment you’re getting. The fact that you so totally rule and he isn’t seeing it is too bad for him, because you will go on to continue being the cool bitch you are and he’ll just miss out. Whatever he’s playing at, you’ll muck through it and come out standing on top of the steaming mass of regret he’s bound to be over losing you. And you’ll plant a big flag on top of it that says, “I RULE!”
Oh my god, that was ridiculous. But it’s making me laugh gleefully.
I’ll be here cheering you on if you need me. Love.
My heart sank reading this… I am sooo sorry~
Of course you can do it! Hell ya you can! Any time you wanna chat, you have my number. I have been there, a few times.. ROFL. (same man, different occasions.. LOL)
Damn.. So sorry. It will all work out in the end, its getting there that will be a bumpy road. Once you are past that, you are going to feel fabulous!
He’s an ass. He’s a sneaky manipulative ass.
I never liked him.
Love you Lara, you deserve better.
Its hard to comment on someone you know on-line only. While I don’t know much about your personal life (outside of what you post), I like to think I can read people pretty well. And all I can say to that end is, I have never not believed in you and your convictions.
Hang in there.
you are the little mama that could. just keep repeating to yourself “I think I can, I think I can” — you will get up that hill, we’ll help you.
I’ve gotta be honest with you Lara, if it were anyone else, I’d be worried, but you, I know you’re gonna turn out fine. But even still, you shouldn’t let that get in the way of all the donut eating you now have a free pass for. Donuts should be delayed for NO man
damn straight.
Alas, no doughnuts. Would you accept an offer of pie instead?
So truly sorry the road ahead is unsmooth. But there are a lot of goofballs out here in the ether who are rooting for you, and that’s the truth.
You’ve got as many “you can do it” vibes as I can possibly send your way!! Hopefully since mine are coming from a fairly close proximity (considering the scope of the net), you’ll feel ‘em.
And I’d get you a doughnut. I’d choose a fresh one with chocolate and sprinkles. Or a cake doughnut.
Oh, and I would get you the DECAF cup o’ joe. ::hugs::
I’m fresh outta doughnuts, but you’ve got my love and “you can do it” vibes
A little late here, but: Of course you can do it. And if you come down to the big city, we’ll go to Top Pot and have the best goddamned doughnuts known to the human race. My treat. (And I say this having grown up with Krispy Kremes.)
THen we’ll go to my dive bar for karaoke and I will sing you “Goodbye Earl.” Heh heh heh.
Light_and_Fluffy moved herself out. She’s a strong lady. I admire her. Either poison him or leave him or throw him out (best option). Tell him to go go go and he can do the family thing on Sats. Stay in posession, you’ll be stronger from your castle. On the other hand, as Oscar Wilde said, the only thing to do with good advice is to pass it on as quickly as possible; its never of any use to oneself.
Baby, honey, this is all just too much. I feel terrible for you, I really do. The Bulldog used to poke around my private computer stuff and it made me feel terrible, to know he was doing it and to have to take precautions to try to prevent it, and then find out it was happening again. It’s gonna be okay.
And you package went to your old house. I will try to track it down but (according to my gorgeous and studly UPS god) it probably just got left on their porch!!! ARGH. It was such a good package, too. Sigh.
You can do this.
And I’d be happy to send you an entire box of Krispy Kremes.