tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801485432556979796.post199593653617346603..comments2024-02-22T02:15:01.912-08:00Comments on The Narcissistic Continuum: ParanoiaCZBZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09575206236892096611noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801485432556979796.post-40756573068004780362013-06-16T06:15:08.115-07:002013-06-16T06:15:08.115-07:00Amazing, idn't it? My friend's wife is fi...Amazing, idn't it? My friend's wife is figuring this out as I type this. I advised her to go to the bank and request to change the password on their joint account. He wouldn't give it to her, so she went, said he's out of the country, and got them a new password. She sent it to him, after accessing their credit card account statement history, seeing all the purchases for his new girlfriend, and pay per view porn sites.<br /><br />She's strong and moving on the right track. Update later on RC.xoxoxCalibans Sisterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04817489284771105048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801485432556979796.post-11575507178729329322013-06-10T15:12:26.987-07:002013-06-10T15:12:26.987-07:00hahaha!! I loved this poem, too!! And it was rathe...hahaha!! I loved this poem, too!! And it was rather fun reading what i had written way back in 2009 while suffering through the indignity of being naive, gullible and trusting. So trusting in fact, that the thought of infidelity never crossed my mind. <br /><br />I have wondered what I'd be like in a marriage now? Would I question the late hours at the office? Would I check his suitcase for Viagra? Would I scan expense reports to see if there was one or two occupants in the motel rooms? I really don't know and don't intend on being put to the test since I love love love being single. <br /><br />For instance: here I sit at my computer after logging in at 9:00 am. I have lost the horrid feeling that I needed to 'earn my keep' by completing the housewife's checklist. I simply feel Good About Me even if I do NOTHING. Nothing, I tell ya. Nothing other than breath and smile and exist.<br /><br />Who knew life could be so wonderful? <br /><br />Love<br />CZCZBZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09575206236892096611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801485432556979796.post-18259720790048504022013-06-08T13:51:19.010-07:002013-06-08T13:51:19.010-07:00Sorry, a comment full of typos. This poem KILLED m...Sorry, a comment full of typos. This poem KILLED me. The whole post is a gem. I copied and pasted the Lopate poem in it's own post on CS, with a link to this blogpost, because it seems to perfectly encapsulate some folks in my life at present. What a treasure! love CSCalibans Sisterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04817489284771105048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801485432556979796.post-51588795590990115322013-06-08T13:37:42.267-07:002013-06-08T13:37:42.267-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Calibans Sisterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04817489284771105048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801485432556979796.post-56877695139467055432012-09-02T07:12:19.381-07:002012-09-02T07:12:19.381-07:00You're on to something about how troubling the...You're on to something about how troubling the enormity of the wounded condition is and how there seems to be no antidote. What we want is to enjoy and embrace life regardless of our misfortunes or wounds. That's really all we want and if there's an answer that we can believe in (or sink our teeth into), we'll take it on. It seems though that it is nota mind over matter type of thing but something more capricious or mercurial...And we hope/pray that we are one of the chosen to be sprinkled with Tinkerbell's dust. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com