Yesterday afternoon my good buddy T called me.
He got into every fucking subject.
My view of life, just live on, and do or try to do what you plan or want to do. Do not discuss it because it makes you more likely to procrastinate
Then his favorite line to me "You're a 52 year old man, you have to do these things yourself"
Excuse me? What do I not 😀o myself"
While through my years on this forum I've posted about my issues in my relationship with my father, which have hopefully gotten better in the last nearly year,
I personally think that in T's warped mind, he is like a "replacement father " to me.
I'm 52, not a teenager or a young child. I've never had any father other than the one I have, whether we were estranged or together. My mom almost got married after my parents divorce when I was in my early 20s. The guy was very kind to me, but he would have been more like a grown male friend, or just my mom's husband, and not my father.
T recently got back together with an old girlfriend, after splitting up with his last gf, who was also a previous gf from years ago.
My personal feeling, T has very serious issues with his controlling personality, and should spend time dealing with his own issues, and his history of alcoholism, instead of obsessing . over which woman to be with, but that is his business. We will see if this reconciliation with this ex gf goes any better than his last reconciliation with his last gf, V , who has now become his gf, fiance, and ex gf, twice, over a period of ten years.
f it sounds like I'm judging him, I dont care. No one judges anyone else, more than T judges people.
I have not seen him since Christmas Day, nor do I care. He invited me next weekend, but with my first Botox treatment for headaches this Wednesday, and my problem with falling when I go down large flights of stairs. There is a large flight of Stairs from the Queens Train up into Penn Station, and another Large flight of stairs in Penn Station down to the NJ train to get on it in order to go down to where T lives. I would say that with the way I'm feeling, it is very, very unlikely that I am going to go. My health has to come first, and I must deal with these migraines. Once those are hopefully dealt with, I will feel better and then focus on what comes next.
He got into every fucking subject.
My view of life, just live on, and do or try to do what you plan or want to do. Do not discuss it because it makes you more likely to procrastinate
Then his favorite line to me "You're a 52 year old man, you have to do these things yourself"
Excuse me? What do I not 😀o myself"
While through my years on this forum I've posted about my issues in my relationship with my father, which have hopefully gotten better in the last nearly year,
I personally think that in T's warped mind, he is like a "replacement father " to me.
I'm 52, not a teenager or a young child. I've never had any father other than the one I have, whether we were estranged or together. My mom almost got married after my parents divorce when I was in my early 20s. The guy was very kind to me, but he would have been more like a grown male friend, or just my mom's husband, and not my father.
T recently got back together with an old girlfriend, after splitting up with his last gf, who was also a previous gf from years ago.
My personal feeling, T has very serious issues with his controlling personality, and should spend time dealing with his own issues, and his history of alcoholism, instead of obsessing . over which woman to be with, but that is his business. We will see if this reconciliation with this ex gf goes any better than his last reconciliation with his last gf, V , who has now become his gf, fiance, and ex gf, twice, over a period of ten years.
f it sounds like I'm judging him, I dont care. No one judges anyone else, more than T judges people.
I have not seen him since Christmas Day, nor do I care. He invited me next weekend, but with my first Botox treatment for headaches this Wednesday, and my problem with falling when I go down large flights of stairs. There is a large flight of Stairs from the Queens Train up into Penn Station, and another Large flight of stairs in Penn Station down to the NJ train to get on it in order to go down to where T lives. I would say that with the way I'm feeling, it is very, very unlikely that I am going to go. My health has to come first, and I must deal with these migraines. Once those are hopefully dealt with, I will feel better and then focus on what comes next.
