June 22, 2004

Play Fair

This is written in the Hebrew Talmud

It says:
"Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man's rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, But from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved."

My physical therapy is going to so kick ass. It's pilates and a bit of yoga. It's hard work, but the payoff was immediate today. I am going to fucking heal myself. I never felt so strong before. I kick ass. The Year of the Deb DAMNIT!

I had my first non-painful sit moment for the first time in over 21 days.

It was awesome.

I love my friends. Absolutely love love love them. All my HC and IRC girls and guys. I love you so much for caring and loving me. I don't think you all have any idea of how much you all mean to me. New and old friends.

Candy, thank you so much for this site. For my place. It's starting to become a home to me again.

And I do love that dumbass Chef. He just needs to start loving himself and figure out that running away or self destructing isn't a reward. It gets you nothing. No thing! And it will leave you with nothing. Your friends will abandon you. You do a disservice to yourself and your family. And how can you be proud of that yourself? I don't want to be with someone that can't hold his head up high in any situation.

It's the Year of the Deb. Someone else should decide that it's the Year of the Chef and do right by himself for a fucking change. He has so much to offer the world, but refuses to feel that way.

I'm late now.

Christ on a cracker.

Peace and Pie to you all.

Posted by debutaunt at June 22, 2004 05:15 PM | TrackBack
Comments

Can I have cake? I don't like pie.

I've never been a big fan of the "chicks are ribs" thing, but I do like the counting of tears.

And Pilates will kick your ass so hard and you'll love every minute of it. My friend used to call it Pontious Pilates.

Posted by: Candyfloss at June 23, 2004 08:00 AM