reading these has put knots in my stomach - I feel as though I need a brandy,
saying something horrid and unpleasant, then when you are upset,
he asks where is your sense of humour ?????
don’t start
you are always bringing up the past
you are getting just like your mother
then there are the obfuscations, designed so that
you have to ask him what does he mean, even better
with a quizzical look, then he can assure you how
stupid you are (you just fell into his trap)
then there are the sexual put down
He was nasty, it wears you down,
transference and projection ladies,
remember they are all working from the same script
or as my cousin Jen is fond of telling me,
‘there isn’t a man born worthy of any woman!’
” It takes a heart like Mary’s these days when your man gets weak “
(Joni Mitchell, ‘Don’t interrupt the sorrow’
from Hissing of Summer Lawns)