Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
I don’t know how to start this post really. I have a bunch of random feelings and ‘one liners ‘ in my head to explain what is happening.
Around 18 months ago I neglected to return the intentions of a man whom I have alot of contact with forcibly. I was nieve, I am not a beauty, I am not thin, or tall or distinctive. I had no idea.
He decided to one day lay the poison which still effects my progress now. I wanted him and he had to reject me….boo hoo. That was his story, and its the first thing a new employee is told, if they are male. Once at the interview stage! Madness.
His acusations burned at the time but i thought we agreed a resolution, hence I forgot about it. At the time I was getting over a love I had left behind, and he was a freind. He knows how explicit he was with me verbally and how quite alot of the time i had to say ‘You can’t say that!’ I took it tongue in cheek, laughed about it. How stupid was I. I have a self depricating charactor at the best of times and ‘miss’ the advances and male attention if I am not looking for it. I only look for it when I want it!
He still lays the poison, its all her fault, she is malicious, she does it on purpose, she ruined it…he can’t let go. If I try to aspire to anything he is their taking it away inch by inch or stealing it for his own pride. Do I shout? Do I run? No one will think I am telling the truth as men will close ranks. That type of man anyway.
I am thankful that I have found another type of man, not threatened, not judgemental and just plain lovely. There are not many men like this in the world and I had lost all hope of coming across one again. For that I am thankful.
The title of this post should read ‘The office has the rage like love to hatred turned’ He might have turned them against me or tried at least. I know some have their doubts.
I myself am at fault. I still find myself forgiving him and trying to be a freind, when I should just let him drown sometimes and not make excuses.
I did forgive him, but he still looks at me in a strange way, trys to be mean likea school girl. Making sure I feel I am no good.
I still hold all the cards, regardless of what he says to others. HE knows the truth, though self denial is a sedative.
He knows what he said to me, He knows what he wanted, He knows I never wanted him, He knows how happy and in love I am.
I am in love. If Alex asked tomorrow I would marry him. I would choose crockery, think about childrens names and all that scary stuff that only love makes you think of and do.
He he…we already have crockery - Cath Kidston Pink with white polkadots rip off from argos! Its great. A new double bed too, and smelly candles.
mmmmm….lime and grapefruit!







