Well… that was a moment.
One unexpected run-in, one blood pressure spike, and one narcissist fuming in a waiting room like a toddler denied his toy. Classic.
But guess what? He’s not the main character in this story anymore. I am.
I took a deep breath (okay, ten), reported what needed to be reported, and now I’m back to my regularly scheduled program: swims in the sea, coffee with friends, belly laughs with family, and tail wags from my loyal four-legged companion who never pretends to be dying for attention. 🐾
Let’s call it what it was—a temporary blip. A quick reminder from the universe of why I walked away in the first place. A small dose of déjà vu, just to highlight how far I’ve come.
And you know what? I’m grateful for it.
Grateful for the reminder that some people will always be frauds in fancy dress—sick when it suits, furious when they lose control, and endlessly spinning stories to anyone who’ll listen. But the real story? Is who I’ve become despite it all.
I’ve rebuilt. I’ve re-centered. I’ve remembered.
He may still be acting, but I’ve exited the stage.
So here’s to the swims, the peace, the people who love me, and the radiant life I’ve created without needing to fake illness, drama, or character.
He’s still performing.
I’m just out here living.
#TemporaryBlip
#BackToJoy
#HealingWithHumour
#EmotionalFreedom
#NotThePersonYouThinkTheyAre
#ThrivingNotSurviving
#DogsnSeaOverDrama
#LivingMyBestLife
#FraudAlertButMakeItFunny
