Half-baked Pie

I think I might be seething! I've always wondered what it might be like to experience a seethe...well, I think this is it! I quote from the dictionary: 'to surge or foam as if boiling'. Inner hell-pit boiling with rage? Check!

I had the misfortune of having the carpet swept out from under me this weekend by my charming ex-boyfriend. The word boyfriend and this man said in the same sentence is enough to make me seethe! The list of heathen words I'd like to use in his 'honour' are boundless, but I refrain for your sake.

His deceitful actions on the weekend have opened a whole new can of worms. I see earthquakes and fierce volcanoes erupting in the weeks to come. We cannot agree on anything and we have tried to work things out amongst ourselves as we go along, but unfortunately we end up butting heads at every turn.

It's really quite sad. I had such fertile dreams about starting a family, no matter how difficult things seemed to be. I always imagined that this road was our destiny and that there would be joy and unicorns and confetti at the end of it! Wrong movie!

However, I am truly grateful that we did not persevere our relationship because I fear we'd both be dead!

That all said and all the rancid rant extinguished from my mind, I am left with a deep sadness that things have evolved with such malice between us. We shall be a part of each other's lives for as long as we both shall live for the sake of our child and we have to find a way of dealing with that.

My soul is such that I strive to be the best I can be in every situation. My heart pumps custard at the slightest adversity! I realise now that my gentleness has been my mistake. Boundaries maketh man, it should be said! It's time I baked this gooey pie into something hard and crusty!

This is one helluva ride and the waves of adversity keep on coming, but I'm getting me a surfboard...with rainbows and smiley faces and unicorns!