I’m learning quite a bit about myself. I’m learning that I’m one pretty strong lady. I’m discovering that I have an inner strength that’s quite impressive and thank God my daughter has inherited it. I’ve learned that it’s all right to cry, it’s not necessarily a sign of weakness, but instead, a release because I’ve been strong for so damn long. And I’m learning that despite someone’s best intentions to ruin me, he is only making himself look like a fool. Gotta admit, I’m loving that last one.
A decade ago, I would have been hell bent on revenge and I admit, a small part of me still entertains that thought when I’ve been wronged, especially by him. But with age comes wisdom, at least for some of us, and I would rather embrace the words of Marcus Aurelius who said, “The best revenge is to be unlike him who performed the injury.”
Actually, having an enemy who is such an idiot is a bit humorous and but even more frustrating. If I were to seek revenge, I’m not sure how I would even go about it. He has made it his life’s mission to ruin me, so he must already be miserable and I’m not sure anything I could say or do would make his life any worse than it already is. I can’t imagine waking up each morning feeling that bitter and angry. Well, that’s not entirely true. I used to wake up like that. And every now and again, I will waste a few moments of my day thinking about all the horrible things he did to my family and still tries to do. I’m not sure that I’ve completely forgiven him for all the verbal and physical abuse, but my daughter and I have chosen to move on. We had to, otherwise we would have been chained to him forever and that’s giving him the control he desires – and that is something we will never do again. It took some time, but I no longer look at our emotional scars as a reminder of all the pain and hurt we suffered, but instead, they show that we survived. To quote my daughter, we are now ‘two very bad-ass broads‘.
I read the following in a book and I am almost embarrassed to admit how much I love it. I think we all know someone who we would wish this on…
“May the fleas of a thousand camels invade the crotch of the person that ruins your day. And may their arms be to short too scratch”