I been in Chicago for 3 days, and my shell is coming loose. I did buy new clothes for this trip, I got my hair cut and colored, like I said in the last issue about transforming myself. I am feeling so confident; I am actually living life, instead just existing. I hated having my photo taken; I was embarrassed I gained weight. I always been a bit plus, but I admit after the divorce and dealing with the abuse and untangling myself from all that I went through, I emotionally ate and
gain weight, I was just existing, while my ex was most likely living it up. He was still had a power over me in that sense, that I wasn’t aware of until recently.
It took my GBF and other friends to help me live life again. One my GBF didn’t want to be interviewed, but he is the one who encourages me and has been one the biggest influences on me to stay positive and get me back to being a great and wonderful woman I am. He helped me realize I needed to live again. That my true Mr. Right is out there, that I needed to heal my heart and open back up to love. I married an ass who never realized the “diamond” he really had. I was told this by the doctor friend, I mentioned in previous issue, who was one the rare people to know I was married to my ex and who also knows my ex and the mistress he recently married, yes the nurse he had the affair with, he did marry her. Anyway, I think it this is wonderful advice:
“You are a diamond, with a great shine and sparkle. You have many facets, and when look at you can see what a great and rare find you are. You ex was scared and jealous, so he hid the diamond and eventually threw it away. He then settled for cubic zirconium. Yes it has a shine and a little sparkle, but when you get up close with it, you can see right through it, and see that is nothing but cut glass, it is just a fake diamond.”