Silly me, I decided to try and go back to work two months after leaving rehab. I wasn't ready and now I've been fired. People won't remember that you asked them to have someone once-over your work especially when the person you had the discussion prior to coming back to work leaves the company before your dismissal. Long story short, I messed up, I owned up to it and I've been fired. Got to remember that doing the right thing isn't working out for me.
My fiancé's mother has been telling her she needs to get rid of me. I asked her what her response was to her mother and she didn't say anything. I feel so betrayed seeing as she's done something that my folks didn't like and I told them off, standing up for her. The engagement's off and I'm single once again. It's now the end of November 2008.
It's April 2009 and I hear my ex-fiancé is married.
There are other setbacks that have impacted me since my "restart" but they have more to do with my perception of the people I have met along the path that has been my life. Their subsequent distancing from me as much a fault of my inability to remain connected to them as anything else.
I am an imperfect person; I am perfectly me.
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Hereafter
Non-FictionLife and death are about choices. Moving from one to the other is also a choice. Here is how I made mine.
