“That man’s stress is this woman’s burden.”- I took this quote off another blog.
I so agree with the sentiment this mistress is feeling, sometimes I feel like the other woman in Ryan’s life.
For the past 3 days, I have wanted to give him the card I bought for him, I left it on his bed one day and then removed it- I don’t have the heart to give up something that is definitely likely to worry him a little till I know he can take it- he is SO tired and stressed that my heart goes out to him. Candy made a very valid point- she think I shouldn’t be a cowardly b!tch (my words, not hers) and should give it to him in his hand. It’s the least I should do. There was a part of me that wanted to leave it for him to find it on Saturday when he is alone in the house but I suppose I can wait till Monday night or Tuesday evening.
Adding to the list that bugs me, the most is potentially how he lives in the Urgent+Important box whereas I plan to stay out of that box so when something does crop I can work with it and neither of us is really willing to adapt. He is constantly expecting everyone to adapt to him and not willing to give and it has lead to many a frustrated work colleague.
I cannot, cannot, CANNOT remain a punching bag forever. I need an out.
On a different note, I suppose the reason I choose my life the way it is, even if unhappily, is summed by these words: