Thought I’d divorced myself from
indifference, recovered from abject
betrayal, but; here I am, co-habiting
with deceit again, occupying uneven
ground, reduced to questioning
motives and reactions.
I’ve been down this road before,
dragged through the shame of
behind my back whispers – need
to confront the perpetrator,
and any co-conspirators, stop
the home-wrecker before she
strikes again, convince them all
that this is not self-perpetuated,
but a sham, and a crime, and
that my heart is breaking here,
and damn it; I deserve better, but
as I said, I am living with the enemy
residing in this single story, one-body
hell, and I’m not sure if I can take any
more self-destructive examinations –
pretty sure one of us is about to
implode, and then what?
One Woman's Quest 
Strong sentiments – I recognize some of interplay. Getting the myriad inner committee into harmony is no small feat, a perpetual challenge that teases with “almost there” and then falls way back out of harmony without warning. Ouch! Hope your committee will settle down soon – my personal strategy is always to write, just as you have here.
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working through old dreams – all good at present, thanks.
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Oh, good – thought perhaps you’d over-birded! 🙂
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haha – definitely did that – last two days in bed to pay for it. My bad, as the kids say.
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