Andrew who?

One of these days it will all make sense.

I walked into a young lawyer's office today.  She was frazzled, like me.  She only knew half of what she was doing, like me.  That's part of life.  And then one day you walk into your office and you got that shit under control.  Things are always out of control at first.  The fun is found in trying to make your world stop spinning.

When Andrew hurt me for the last time, I was sitting in my car dropping him off at his stupid little corner apartment.  He looked over at me.  The sound of defeat was in my voice as I talked about Kevin and Chris and how I've always been the one who gets stomped on.  And I implied that this was Andrew's turn.  He was the next man stomping all over me.

He looked over and hugged me.  He hugged me so tight.  He said "Are you gonna be alright?"

I was made FURIOUS by that question.  Who do you think you are telling ME that you think I'm not going to be alright because of YOU?   I said to him,  "Am I alright?!  I'm ALWAYS alright! I've survived just fine every other time."

He said okay and got out of the car like a scared puppy with his tail between his legs.  That was it.

Today I was listening to Cake's cover of Survive.  "Did you think I'd crumble? Did you think I'd lay down and die? Oh no, not I.  I will survive."

One of these days my world will stop spinning.  I'll wake up in the morning and I won't even remember him enough to think "Andrew who?" anymore. I'm already at the stage where I want to rub it in his face.

Andrew, I am so much better off without you.  Thanks, you did me a fucking service.