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First of all- Let me thank the awesome people who commented in support of me yesterday. I took heart and comfort from those few words. Each day will get better with things like this to help me rise above the ugly.
So, I did have to endure another phone call from said annoying person yesterday. I found a few more hours of worry setting in early this morning, which were followed up by my writing another e-mail filled with facts that lifted up my side of the story and offered up one more solution to the ugly people that I spoke about yesterday. I wanted to make sure that I recalled all relevant information and put it on the table. If I am going to be tried and sentenced by these people, I WILL have the truth out there. I wish I could expound on the actual situation, but I don't want to be flat out unprofessional. I have (and may still- despite reservations) worked with these people as clients for a few years. Funny, that should be one of the things that sways them to know me and my ethics, but ignorance can apparently spring up like so many weeds in the front yard flower bed.
I feel a bit better after getting some more things out of my head, but resolution is nowhere in sight and these rich, suburbanites are "out of town for the weekend." Excuse the *$#k out of me.
It's amazing, when I am angry you can't even tell that I am a mild-mannered mother of three. ;)
I need to try and self soothe today. I started out by looking for projects to fill my eyes, hands, and mind with. Now I am thinking of finding some gorgeous stationary and whipping out my calligraphy pens and inks and writing beautiful letters to the people in my life that do show appreciation and love consistently. Just as I complained about never receiving words of encouragement and thanks when doing things right, I recognize the need to give others those words. I hope that I will be blessed with peace as I write kind words of love to people who lift me up and are good souls in this difficult world. Yay for me! I am going to attempt to turn my negative suffering into something positive. Small miracles and baby steps, that is all I can ask for.
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Posted by aliceclaudel on 2009-05-23 13:35:08 | Rating: | Views: 59
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