As it says at the top of this blog, “same ingredients, different vessels” and last week was, as expected, one of anxiety, fear, and expectation, as I prepared to settle on the ‘old’ vessel and prepare to move on.
The nightmare ended yesterday morning. It was not without drama and more than a little “spice” called deceit. Won’t go into it now. I am not good at this sort of thing, never have been and probably won't be until I die. I was 'had' - There it is.
I spent a rather sleepless night (which is why I am writing this so early) and I was tired of tossing & turning and questioning my actions, or the lack thereof. I didn’t advocate for myself very well, but that’s where it is. For whatever it’s worth papers were signed, the vessel now goes to new occupants, and I search for another vessel.
I am angry with myself, but I’ve beaten myself up enough for the past 18 hours. Time for a shower and then off to work. Hopefully it will take my mind off all that is still haunting me.
More later.
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