I hate it when he is right.

I had an opportunity to host a fundraiser for a cause I cared deeply about. I invited nearly fifty people. Imagine my disappointment when only three people showed up. I spent $200 on food. The fundraiser raised $150. I went to bed angry that night. The next day, however, the old tape recorder in my head got stuck on a vindictive little statement my husband had said to me. He said that all of my relationships were superficial. He  said that men were only interested in me for my physical attributes, and women.....well, with the exception of a few close female friends with whom I never did keep close contact with, what he has to say is completely true.

I have been working harder to develop more meaningful relationships. Men....well, they do a good job of proving my husband right. If I was too busy to develop female relationships before our separation, it is equally the case now, if not more so. My spouse has not arranged any visitation, so I have the kids every moment I am not at work and am attending to their every need. Not that I mind. They are pretty darned amazing, but....you know, no rest for the wicked, and certainly no friends! Can I break the tape recorder already? Why did my therapist choose now to deliver her baby? Isn't that pathetic, the only appropriate person I have to lament to is someone that I pay. Pathetic, I say.