Good Morning readers. I will be busy this week helping my daughter with college tasks. I promise I am almost finished with my next book. I know I was going to have it completed by December and then May, but life keeps getting in the way. Living with disabilities is like riding a rollercoaster every day. I continue to talk to people via social media while I am lying in bed. Lately, I even find it hard to keep up with my blog. When I work on the book, it requires that I get up and lately that that been almost impossible.
Yesterday I had my mental health appointment, and it went very well. My doctor seemed pleased that I stood up for myself with Ashley instead of turning it inward, leading to more depression. I love all of my children, but I am going to keep a safe distance from the drama right now. Imagine me sitting in a room being yelled at and reminded of all my mistakes in my life. That is what Ashley does to me. I know I am not perfect, but I own my mistakes! I do not need to be reminded of them every time we visit. I wrote a book about them and took responsibility for them. I can not change the past, but I can move forward.
If you ask if she does the same to the man who abandoned her and refused to be a father for over 20 years, the answer would be NO. He has convinced her that any mistake he made was my fault. I am the evil in his version of the story. I used to say, "I am not God, Brian, you have to make your own decisions"! However, he would still find a way to blame me. Now that I am not in the picture, I do wonder what his excuse will be when he lies to our daughter?
While writing this blog, I found out my granddaughter was bitten in the face by the dog that was given to Ashley by her biological father. Ashley didn’t even bother to call me. Ellie is ok, but her little face now has stitches.
Well, I am going to get off of here and help Pickle. I love you, bunches.
Love~Laughter~Truth
Tina
Yesterday I had my mental health appointment, and it went very well. My doctor seemed pleased that I stood up for myself with Ashley instead of turning it inward, leading to more depression. I love all of my children, but I am going to keep a safe distance from the drama right now. Imagine me sitting in a room being yelled at and reminded of all my mistakes in my life. That is what Ashley does to me. I know I am not perfect, but I own my mistakes! I do not need to be reminded of them every time we visit. I wrote a book about them and took responsibility for them. I can not change the past, but I can move forward.
If you ask if she does the same to the man who abandoned her and refused to be a father for over 20 years, the answer would be NO. He has convinced her that any mistake he made was my fault. I am the evil in his version of the story. I used to say, "I am not God, Brian, you have to make your own decisions"! However, he would still find a way to blame me. Now that I am not in the picture, I do wonder what his excuse will be when he lies to our daughter?
While writing this blog, I found out my granddaughter was bitten in the face by the dog that was given to Ashley by her biological father. Ashley didn’t even bother to call me. Ellie is ok, but her little face now has stitches.
Well, I am going to get off of here and help Pickle. I love you, bunches.
Love~Laughter~Truth
Tina
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