Rock Paper Scissors

During much of my divorce, I felt like I was playing Rock Paper Scissors against a much more skilled opponent. Whenever I would pull out the scissors, out would come the rock, crushing my hopes and my progress. So I would retire the pointed attack, opting for the pliability of paper, only to face the cutting attack of the blade. Frustration and fear would win out and I’d pull out my own boulder, determined to obliterate the pain and confusion of the split. Often only to find myself defeated again, the paper obscuring the view of the object of my anger. Click here to read the rest.

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7 thoughts on “Rock Paper Scissors

  1. You have been nominated for The Versatile Blogger Award 🙂 x

  2. Let's CUT the Crap! – Canada – I'm getting a little LONG in the tooth and have things to say about---ouch---AGEing. I believe it's certainly a state of mind but sometimes it's nice to hear that you're NORMAL. I enjoy reading by the truckload. I'm a grandma but I don't feel OLD although I'm not so young anymore. My plan is to stick it out as long as I can on this lovely planet and only will leave it kicking and screaming!
    Let's CUT the Crap! says:

    This has refreshed my memory but I am no longer affected. 😉 (most of the time)

  3. AddieMarie – Florida, USA – I have been chronically ill for over 12 years, and probably my entire life. I have recently been diagnosed with chronic neurological lyne disease, as well as bartonella, mold toxicity, POTS, adrenal fatigue and possible damage to my pituitary gland. Before that my diagnosis's included fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, degenerative disk disease, psoriatic arthritis, hypothyroidism, costocondritis, asthma, unexplained tachycardia, unexplained regurg in 2 heart valves, IBS, chronic infections, chronic migraines with aura, anxiety, panic disorder and bipolar disorder, plus more I probably forget right now. While I accept that I am chronically ill, and it is a part of who I am...I refuse to accept that I am doomed to lose my life to these diseases. I refuse to accept that I have to sacrifice my happiness and quality of life just because I am ill. So I am constantly working to feel better!
    AddieMarie says:

    “It felt like a winless game, the probabilities working against my progress, holding me in place – neither married nor divorced, neither in love nor healed, neither moved on nor an occupant in my old life. I was in limbo, wanting to be done with the process and the pain yet lacking the skills to get there. I didn’t know when to cut, when to fold and when to stand firm. ”

    That is EXACTLY how I have been feeling…I couldn’t have said it better myself!

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