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Well, the Maternal Unit just called, wanting to know "what she had done, and what she could do to make this right." She also wanted to invite me to lunch tomorrow.
*Headdesk*
I told her there was nothing she could do, we're done. "Nothing?!" she said, astonishment in her voice. I didn't hear the rest of it; I hung up.
I told our nextdoor neighbor the other day how my stress levels have dropped dramatically, and my physical well-being has increased dramatically, since I finally made the decision to cease all contact with the Maternal Unit. It's been a long time coming. No more "mental gymnastics". No more pretending. No more tapdancing around the Maternal Unit's hairtrigger emotions.
Whew.
*Headdesk*
I told her there was nothing she could do, we're done. "Nothing?!" she said, astonishment in her voice. I didn't hear the rest of it; I hung up.
I told our nextdoor neighbor the other day how my stress levels have dropped dramatically, and my physical well-being has increased dramatically, since I finally made the decision to cease all contact with the Maternal Unit. It's been a long time coming. No more "mental gymnastics". No more pretending. No more tapdancing around the Maternal Unit's hairtrigger emotions.
Whew.
