u/Silent_Tip1233

Why was the cruelty of the so called "angels" necessary? Why do they pick someone? How do I make it stop? I want it to stop.

I have an angel ask... it's a big one. Does anyone know if Michael or another angel works like this: Will they upgrade my parents to better plane seats on one leg of their vacation? give em the angel signal as you do it so they know it's from the angels.. If anyone deserves a break and to relax- it's them. Maybe the angels put some champagne in their hotel or something else if not? I really want them to have the best time... I don't know if angels work this way.

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I have a big ask... Can we start over? You're good for me. I'm good for you. I'm in a different place with a fresh understanding. I can't get you off my mind and why would I want to? You make me laugh and I connected with you in a way I haven't with anyone else. We have so much in common. When you kissed me I was blown away. A kiss has actually never felt like that before and you know that, too.

You know what happened wasn't me. I didn't understand what was happening. I do now. I get it.

You weren't on my mind. But after the dust settled I woke up and I saw things clearly. I saw you.

I bought a house. I made some friends. I made up with family. I course corrected. I guess you could say I like you. I like you a lot. I feel like I've been looking for you for a long time.

So...Can we start over?

should I send?

Does anyone know the cheapest place/way to file bankruptcy in OKC? I'm struggling to find affordable options.

Was I happy in Cincinnati? I WAS. From what I knew of happiness (not a whole fuck of a lot in truth) I WAS happy. I had real direction for the first time and a real nice car to take me in that direction.

I knew how to survive things like losing all the pets and the people I loved. I was a survivalist. I knew what kind of sex I liked and no longer liked and what kind of relationship I wanted and definitely what kinds I never wanted again. I knew how to make money. To be more of myself than I ever had. To be boundaried about what kind of treatment I would accept from others. I fell in love with art. With gardening. With the peace of sweet solitude. I grew practiced in the art setting down people who had hurt me.

It was lonely as fuck sometimes, but I was used to it. I figured people must not like me very well so that's fine, I don't really actually need them. My clients became everything to me. My therapist became my best friend. My dog became my family. I WAS happy. It was quiet, but quiet was okay.

After 37 chapters of ONLY being let down and broken hearted I just knew chapter 38 was my fucking chapter.

Ha. Ha. Ha.

Enter new man stage right. He was the domineering kind of masculine man that you really can't say no to. He wanted to hit the road and then do a bit of traveling.

Beep beep, hop in bitch!

I reluctantly went along with his spur of the moment plan.

Instantly I knew I had made a mistake. This man couldn't plan worth a shit. He was a real scary driver and he subjected me to the hellride of the century. He had serious road rage issues. His jokes were so funny I forgot to laugh. And he most definitely bought us the cheapest seats on every flight. He was such a bad planner that we even missed a connection. He also provided me with zero aftercare after our most intimate moments. I highly suspected that this man was a seasoned criminal.

After traveling for a while I realized he had stolen my peace, my success, and my happiness. I had lost myself in the relationship. I used to KNOW who I was before I met him. I no longer recognized the blank expression of the depressed girl staring back at me. I grieved the loss of everything I knew was true. I grieved it like the expert in grief that I was... but this was a new level I was certain no one had ever reached in the history of time.

I tried to break up with him several times.

I know it sounds wild as hell but... I think I can fix him. Despite his obvious character flaws and sadistic tendencies he has a certain charm.

We can buy better plane tickets next time, probably. Some of his jokes do make me laugh. And maybe we can figure out the aftercare if we move in together. Even though I'm highly suspicious that everyone who meets him wants him, I think he is actually kind of loyal at the end of the day. Idk he could be the one.

Please give me your questions and I will actually be honest with you as I'm currently going through it

If you wanted me to live in a good neighborhood with a good house will you please lead me there please make sure it accepts cats and is in a neighborhood with approximately one million billion trees nearby? I miss you and the life I loved even if no one else did and caused me endless sleepless nights of confusion and torture etc. idk should I go to this listing viewing today in the south please respect what I have asked or I will have to turn the car around