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12:01 AM, Monday, November 8th, 2004:
 
I am aware that this is just a moment in time I'm capturing and that I probably won't be riddled with this baggage for the rest of my days. In fact it's just this forum that will most likely allow me to get it out and just move the fuck on. But right now, I absolutely need to vent. This will be locked.
 
It occured to me after this last episode with the DVD lady that just about every woman...no - lemme rephrase that - every fucking woman I've ever known has abandoned me in one way or another. All of them. I'm so angry. I'm just so sick of being left holdin' my dick on relationship after relationship. Wow, and I guess I do mean that literally. Heh, that was unintentional. Let's just work our way back shall we?
 
This goddamn DVD lady. This is minor obviously. I just didn't get the job. Yeah she talked to me for 2 hours, even asked me about salary - said she was the only one making the decision and she then proceeded to not return my calls for weeks - but it's really just the last straw. If this was any other event at any other time I'd just laugh it off - but man.
 
Of course this is right after the "end" of my last job. In slight retrospect I'll probably be able to see Doc's position of just feeling embarrassed that she could no longer support the position anymore but right now? Man fuck that. I totally got used when she knew how badly I needed even 10 hours a week just to make it in the month of October. Then had the audacity to say I was quitting instead of admitting that she had to phase me out because of slacking business. Again, she was simply too proud to admit that something might be failing and tried to be "business-like" about it - but we worked side-by-side everyday for two years. Don't fuckin treat me like a temp.
 
Before her? Charlotte. Where could I even start? Ahh fuck it her name is Martha. Jesus christ. The name thing is just stupid. Her last name is never used and besides - anyone reading this knows it's just my side of the story. Although I'm fuckin right and she's fuckin' wrong - LOL. Yet another situation where I just wanted her to knock down the wall of ego for more than 2 secconds to admit (gasp) that she may have been wrong. But there's 1,000s of pages on her so I'll move on.
 
Nana. Here's where this gets extremely personal. I love and miss my grandmother more than any person on the planet. And I truly do understand why she chose the religion she did, Christian Science, and why she decided not to tell me or my uncle about her ailing health. Unfortunately, none of that changes how cheated and angry I feel that I wasn't told she was sick for years - nor near the very end that she was as bad off as she was. We were both cheated out of being able to deal with it until weeks before her death, and even then we didn't know how serious it was. If we were both under 10 years old, I guess I could understand but we were 24 and 28. I feel abandoned.
 
My mother did nothing but chastise me and scream at me for the decisions I made as an adult. She dismissed everything I ever did, told me I was irresponsible multiple times every time we'd meet and consistently undermined any faith I had in myself. It was only by the time I was 24 that my actions finally spoke volumes and that everything she was saying just wasn't true. They were her own issues that she just threw onto me. I had to completely detatch from her in 2000 to even be able to function. We are presently trying to work through all of those things, but it doesn't take away the abandonment I feel when I needed her most. Especially with the lack of the truly unconditional support I felt from Nana.
 
Laura from Palaur fame. I gave my nervous system to that woman to make her understand just how important her life was and just how bad her situation was. I don't believe at any point during that whole 9 1/2 week hell that she had any intention of standing up for herself...she was just having fun with me. Not only will she be in the same situation many times throughout her life she probably be the initiator of it. Completely used.
 
My first wife Burgundie not only let me down, she devastated me. She wasn't a "looking back 8 years later" type of thing - the reaction was swift and immediate. In her defense, I can accept a 21 year old being scared and naive and running out of fear. Yes, I feel she completely threw away a great relationship and a tremendous amount of support that may have changed the course of her life, but it's been nearly a decade and I honestly just want her to be happy. But goddamn did she kick my ass.
 
And quite obviously Jessica. She in no uncertain terms is choosing her family over me. Granted there are other issues, but not once in this entire 4 month period has she come to me and said: "Adam, I love you - I want to be with YOU, let's make this happen." It's the one thing I can't do for her. So many times in this 4 month period I just knew she would understand this. When she was in Columbus, I waited for that call where she would realize she wasn't home because she wasn't with me...the exact opposite came. All this time when we were here together and most of the time we were in seperate houses. Yeah, she cries all the time because she's so sad - but where is integrity to make your own decistions? I step back and look at the situation and it floors me. She tells me she always thought that I would eventually want to go back and she was waiting for that moment... WHO THE FUCK DOES SHE THINK SHE LIVES WITH? And why would she even want to BE with that person? To think she just kept quiet and secretly hoped while I struggled forever to find my way...and she fuckin' wanted me to fail so she could go home? I mean I know she never wants me to fail, but she honestly wanted me to decide to go home. She should've stood up and told me how she felt and allowed me to make a choice. Instead I have to look in her eyes, and just FEEL it. Knowing that she isn't being honest. That she'll allow me to think we're staying so we have a kid and while she's pregnant she just loses it, is miserable - and we go the fuck back to Columbus. Again, I don't think this is planned - or some scenario she has contrived...but by not being completely truthful and telling me she was homesick and couldn't have a family out here (for fear of the repercussions) she hurt me. And the fact that the thought of leaving me isn't unthinkable to her blows me away. And I'm made to feel guilty that I'm not giving up my dream to follow her? No, this was never temporary - this was never just maybe - LA or New York or Vegas was a choice we made before we were even married. And because she didn't want to accept that we might not be right for each other, or she was scared I wouldn't go back home with her - she made this go for years and years. Meanwhile completely ignoring me as I screamed for help with my food problems, not only ignoring but shoving it more in my face by her selfishness. And the sex? Man fuck that - I've been the most faithful understanding husband through twice a month sex when I was losing my fuckin MIND....AHHH. If the roles were reversed I'd be poppin' viagra, getting surgery - going down on her like it was a fuckin' sport to keep her happy. AHHHHHHH.
 
This is completely not helping anything. And this just won't be unlocked. Maybe highly edited - LOL. But wow, this is too volatile. Needless to say, those are just my big relationships. Forget all the goofy other women that treated me poorly - I barely had a vested interest in them although I could do an entire other entry on the "Screw You" girls. Man women suck. But you know, I'm so stupid I'd get married in a year because I always believe the next one. And I also need to get laid worse than I've ever, ever, ever, ever...EVER have in my life.
 
And so it goes. What a great song for my 50th. Fuck you all, I believe in me. LOL. What a way to end the Journey songs for the first 5 years. OK, I'm done now.
 
Adam