Day 2192

Insanity is?

Sybil cannot internalize that Its calls are blocked.

Not once has It EVER called to say anything kind, always venom/mental illness. The good news: Pedrito concurs. Bitch always has an agenda, thus, calls blocked. My peeps e mailed me telling me the times It attempted. Please, spare me the drama.

Illness: "You kept my son from seeing me when I was in the hospital."
Reality: I took him at least 3 x weekly, each time we went to Sizzler. Ask him, he'll remember, unless his mind is THAT poisoned.

Illness: "You cut the house phones to keep my son from contacting me."
Reality: Those to whom monies were owed were calling so often, those were the ONLY calls we got. With Sybil in the hospital, I didn't need any more bad news (my hand were sort of full).
Further Reality: While It was in the hospital, I took care of the bills.

Illness: "My friends say..."
Reality: Your friends get Mental Illness' side of the story, not reality. In addition, when they pay the bills they get a say. Otherwise, SHUTTHEFUCKUP. Do I meddle in their private lives?\
Further reality: I have no right to privacy?

Illness: "You should die a slow painful death."
Reality: THIS is how a religion teacher addresses her husband? GREAT example.

Truth is: the person I married is a lovely, wonderful, caring human. Unfortunately, this person  hasn't been seen for quite some time. My love for her endures, in the hope she returns.