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Originally Posted by CantExplain
T then insisted on discussing the cancellation policy.
Except there was no policy. I felt I had been put in the wrong she hadn't even told me what she wanted. I felt crushed and powerless and angry and rejected and betrayed. To me, it wasn't about money, it was about mutual commitment. Love, in fact. She admitted we hadn't had this discussion before precisely because I am so regular about attendance and meticulous about payment. (I pay her by internet banking.)
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I've been thinking about this a bit more. (Or maybe obsessing.  )
Her bringing up the cancellation policy after nine years of silence pushes my right back to the beginning. It's as if all our years together never happened. I'm hearing that I'm still a raw rookie, that I've always been a raw rookie, that I'll always be a raw rookie. It denies the idea of progress.
That hurts. A lot.
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