I am going to be busy all week next week working every single day. The A is trying to put a spin on how sad it is his mother is not around to cook thanksgiving for him and his brother.  Every year he went off to his mother's for thanksgiving. He could care less what I did.  He never once never once in the whole time we were together asked me what I wanted to do for thanksgiving.  I therefore have no guilt about not cooking him thanksgiving dinner. I have no guilt about his brother either. Did they care I sat home alone?  Nope.

The A is an expert manipulator. Right now he is going on about taking treatment for his liver. I had severe asthma for a few years. I would at times not be able to go outside because I literally could not catch my breath. I would ask him to go to the store. Did he?  Nope.  So no I do not feel sorry for him for his liver treatments.  I feel like he only thinks of one person, himself that is all that exists and his friends/family whoever else is in the picture. My holidays, my health, my needs are not a factor, they are something that is never to be considered.

So I am grateful to be out of the way of him. I am not going to the store to buy him anything to cheer him up. When did he do that for me, never.  I am not going to take him out to the movies (I did that last year) I am not going to be watching him totally out of it with his brother. I am going to be working taking care of me and working on my plan b. He can do what he wants, get arrested, not get arrested, spend his money (He is not spending mine anymore) and he can take care of himself.  He's always left me to take care of myself regardelss of whether I was broke, sick, lonely or whatever. He can have this one holiday without his mother without my sympathy, care compassion and effort. I gave till I had nothing left to give and I am not giving anymore.

Maresie.