Too Many Fucking Cliches...

Ever waited too long to take care of something and then fretted endlessly because you're too chicken-shit to admit your mistake? For the life of me, I can't understand what the fuck my Issue is. Am I that afraid? Guess so! I was handed the opportunity to step forward last night and I completely let the Moment pass. I am a True Asshole.

A whole lotta Shit went down for me in 2014; luckily most of it was in my head and in my 'Hut. I can honestly say that if it weren't for two new relationships, I'd be LOST. Plain and simple…I'd be lost. My dilemma is that I've been a Jerk and haven't spoken of One to the Other.

In June, I made the virtual acquaintance of a man who I will forever owe so much to; a person who held my "kite string" during a very bad Storm. (Hurricane Gerald!) Without his patience and humor and trust…and, to be honest, flattery, I'd have shaved my head or something extreme like that. Laugh at my Drama but I did feel that precarious. He set me back on my feet. And how do I respond? I fall in love with someone else…

In August, I laid eyes on the man I knew I'd likely fall for; something in him was so familiar… I've never had a Love like this. Am I ashamed of my Happiness? I really would like to yell to the world just how fucking happy and in love I am and I don't because I thinking I'll hurt someone else.

True Assholes pull chicken shit stuff like this. And I was hoping to be a Grown Up by 50. So much for that plan….

Forward?

Geez. After all of that build up, I was certain I was gonna get called out. I'm such a fucking Chicken; I could have easily said something and I let the Moment pass again. 'Too damn hard right now to straightforwardly piss someone off. I love my Good Sport. He's "it". I'm reasonably certain that he's my Last Love. We're setting a very healthy pace at this point…

So. If you and I are close and you DON'T know about any of this, then I'm truly sorry. Call me out and tell me you hate me if you need to...