But you won't hear from the messenger,
don't wanna know bout something that you don't understand,
You got no fear of the underdog,
that's why you will not survive! (Hey!)
Not flogging a dead horse, or bull, but I still reflect on last week's
explosion with a great deal of sadness.People may say that it's
time to move on & I am, but I still sigh a lot, tear up a bit, & try
to find what was good in what occurred.
It ain't easy. I like the piece from the song above--it is especially
appropriate on numerous levels. First of all--it was a favorite band
of the two of us, it was my ringtone for
the bull, & the lyrics themselves just call out for interpretive
application to the situation & people.
This blog serves a great purpose. If we take the Bull's interpretation
of relationships as winning & losing, then I am the underdog here.
I never meant for what happened as deliberate or i
ntentional--it was all purely accidental, but it
definitely outed some very bad behaviors. The Bull continued to
harass me to take this blog down & blamed me (& it), for what
happened to his sorry ass. Telling me that I was cruel for not
doing it, trying to bully me & make me feel guilty. Then he changed
his tactics--imploring me, wheedling me & then saying that
I should "do the right thing".
So in an effort to move on, I have a date today.