Freedom

Today I am thankful for freedom.  Today is special because it was the first day I have woke up without a man having a claim on me since I was sixteen years old!

I am free. 

I am going to venture out into the world. 

I am a little sad. 

I can do this. 

I am in severe pain because I was accused of making up the stalking crisis to dump Steve. 

That hurt me. 

I want to isolate myself because I fear my ex's family. 

Here is the thing.  My ex is not doing well.  He can't walk without turning red and getting winded.  I do the same thing but I have asthma.  He is 300+ pounds overweight.  It's different.

The van I gave him isn't working.  He doesn't have the money to repair it.  I realized that my best shot at moving forward is helping him.  I hope his family will finally leave me alone so I can earn enough money to help him move out. 

If I earn enough, I won't get alimony.  He'll have more money to help them with. 

How do you like that carrot?

I'm gonna need the money and Mike has no hope of freeing himself from alimony because of my shacking up with a man.  I am NOT going to do that. 

Nope....

Yes....

Today, I'm off nursing a broken heart. 

Steve has to always be right. 

Let me explain.

I have friends of every political stripe because they help me delineate the biggest and most pressing issues in the city.  If Democrats, Occupy people, Independents, Libertarians, libertarians, Independents, and Republicans agree something is amiss and impacts them....it means it's a big problem and I'm going to have a lot of support if I take it on.

Steve had to call my Occupy buddies Socialists.  Oh...holy crap.  Nope.  They are seeing that big government/corporate welfare/crazy taxes are part of the problem.  I need my Occupy friends to be effective!!!  People will take an issue more seriously if people of every political stripe agree!

Oh...no....

He made fun of them on Facebook. 

Oh....maybe I shouldn't have hid my friends list from Steve.  I hid it from the stalker but it consists of a lot of famous politicians and activists.  Uh.....attacking people on my list was completely uncool.  


Ugh!!! 

He attacked me in several emails. 

I started thinking about the degraded sexual connection.  Now, I don't have an emotional one.  I certainly can't trust him to behave tactfully around my friends. 


So, I broke up with him. 

Of course, this came shortly after I ordered him an expensive Valentine's Day gift he wanted.  It is NOT the kind of thing I can donate to charity or sell on E-Bay.  It's gonna hurt checking the mail for the next few days.

Ugh!!! 

The funniest thing was Steve calling me a fraudulent politician because I believe in the law of the land and giving school lunches to kids if we are paying for it and the law is in play.

It's the law.  You'd better honor it until it changes.  If you don't like the law, don't bitch about it.  CHANGE IT!  Right?   

You may disagree with something due to a theoretical principal but in reality, if people are paying 40% of their income in taxes and can't affored hot lunch for their school children, feed them until they get a huge tax reduction!  Come on!!

What are you?  A monster??

Geesh!  We can always fight corporate welfare!  Who is going to complain when Richie Rich doesn't get a resort deal? 

Richie Rich.....no one else cares. 

Starve the babies and their mothers will kill you. 

Sigh....
You know something? 

There is something quite kind about calling me a fraud.  I don't want to be a politician.  I want to be a rabble-rouser.  I want to shake things up.  I want to have friends on every corner of every political spectrum, so they'll tell me all the crap the local government is up to.  That's the only way I can fight it!! 

I want to be a fraudulent politician!!! 

I'm not gonna get anything good done being a run of the mill politician!!!

I guess that has got to be the funniest parting shot ever!! 

Let's see if I can remember all those break up lines. 

Thomas:  "I turned into you and you turned into me."

Yeah...I agree.  He looked hotter in his kilt than I ever did in any dress. 

Ross:  "You'd make a better mistress than a wife."

Yeah....I lived for messing around but I couldn't cook.  His mistress was an excellent cook.  That was a pretty astute observation. 

Mike: "You give too much."  

That's the latest painful poke.  Of course, when he didn't want to honor the separation agreement at all and needed the mini-van that I bought with a loan I took out, he recanted. 

I don't care.  This is pretty darn cool because his sister and mother used to bitch that I "cared too much." 

Not really.  Not anymore. 

Steve:  "You're a fraudulent politician."

That certainly beats being a real one.  That's a flippin' compliment. 

Sigh....

Tomorrow will be day two of not having a man claim me.  It'll be nice. 

And, you know, I no longer have ravenous cravings for chocolate and vodka.  I'm gonna lose this weight in no time. 

Love ya,

S.