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Saturday, June 14th, 2008
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10:18a - Missing idiotic person
For the world to know how a good wife I am and how selfish is my husband.
This morning I phoned the police, and wasted their time, to report my husband as a missing person.
They asked me what his description
And I said: fat bald and ugly, and he does not deserve me
Does he have any substance abuse problem?
Yes, he has an alcohol abuse problem, he’s a lightweight and he can’t handle a drink.
Does he have metal problems?
Yes, he’s retarded and has a lack of consideration and respect for those who love him. And he’s unable to recognize 20p coins to use to phone his wife.
Does he have any tattoos or markings to help identify him?
He have ‘I AM A MORON’ tattooed across his forehead.
Just typical of John, he text me after almost two days of giving no news to complain that he was feeling ill and rough. I then had to phone him back to actually talk to him because he seems to have a problem in phoning me. Then I had to phone the police to explain that he was fine, until the moment he actually back home and then they will have to send an ambulance because I will kick the life out of him.
I feel guilty because this is the kind of stuff that I used to do with my parents. On a Friday night I would tell them I was going out with friends, I would switch my mobile off and not come home until Saturday on the afternoon, or even on a Sunday morning. My mom would cry about how worried she was, and that she thought I was dead. She told me one day I would have kids and know how horrible it was to not know if your loved ones are safe.
Well, I have a kid now, and he’s 33. At least when I did that I was 15, and had the excuse of being an irresponsible teenager.
I don’t feel angry right now, I am really happy that he is fine. Deep in my heart I wanted to believe that he was. But once you are worried about someone your fears that over you and your imagination runs wild, negative thoughts keep on popping in your head, you don’t want to think the worst but you do anyway.
It made me feel Powerless.
I believe that there is a lesson to learn from everything. But I don’t know what to learn from all this. I can appreciate my mom more now that I know what I put her through. I will apologize to my parents and let them know how grateful I am for having them.
And I hope John learns his lesson from all this. He just phoned to tell me he’s on the way to Doncaster and that he will buy me a present when he gets here. He always been immature like that, every time he does something that he knows it was wrong, he tries to buy my forgiveness, and it runs on his family. But I am not that kind of person.
I need to talk about my feeling and explain myself to the best of my ability and I expect him to do the same, which is really difficult.
But every relationship have its problems, and takes a lot of hard work to make things work, nobody said it would be easy.
Despise everything I love John with all my heart, but I recognize that I should not depend on him so much. Moments like this makes me realize that I am not that strong, but that I can improve myself in many ways.
The Dark Goddess lives deep in our unconscious mind.
current mood:  grateful (comment on this)
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