That Time I Forgot Who I Am
August 2015 I learn I am in full remission from the cancer I have been fighting for a year. When I, on the happiest day of my life short of the day my son was born, told the man I had been in a relationship with for three years I was in remission his response was, "Good, maybe now you can start doing more around here. I'm glad because I was getting really tired and a little disgusted by the sickness." It hadn't been the romance of the century but I had thought we were at least friends. The next morning I left. September 2015 I wrote: If I ever decide to be in a relationship again, this has to be my boundary list. I have thought long and hard about every serious relationship I have been in (very few by what most people would count) and although I was abused differently in all of them, there were red flags they (ALL**) had in common. Red flags I CANNOT ever ignore again because I really don’t know if I can emotionally survive another abusive relationship. ...