One man, three women, three children and me

Year in review

A former girlfriend would say that I was receiving Karma Payback last year for all the grief that I did to her.  I don't believe any of that mumbo jumbo, although, if I did this would look like proof of it.  

It would be more apt to say it was a year and a half in review.  I fell in love and then did something rash to prove that I was and did, but all it proved was that I was nïeve and that my emotions were controlling my actions and that my emotions were severely underdeveloped.

I fell out of love.  But I did not stop seeing my former.  And the reason is obvious because I did not just fall out of love; I had it sucked out of my bones one night at a time.  The only person who would have been happy about the results of this engagement would have been my former girlfriend Linda.  Like me, Linda did it to herself.  Unlike my situation, I told Linda several times with words and actions, but I let her do it to herself.  

There were others who felt joy at the conclusion, everyone I tell; I have a cool story to tell now. But in truth the road accident still continues, unless she reads this blog.  I gave up a chance in the Show.  But I have learned stuff, and this path I embarked on has exposed me to young children, three sets of them in their home environment.  I fell in love with four children.

Three offers to move in.  I took up one of them, but one offer is genuine.  The offer is to move in to their house as a permanent household member.  Partly because their children love me and partially because they love me too.  Platonically of course.  

There was religious girl, whom I love greatly, whom I would marry despite our differences for my part.  I could never convert to her religion; it goes against so much of who I am and what I believe.  But I love her and if she could raise her head out of her religion.  Karl Marx said that religion was the opiate of the masses, in her case the opiate has been refined to heroine.