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damn....he.didn't.even.tell.me.he.was.leaving.

That.bastard!

Don't fuck with me...

I had a conversation with a good friend. I told her I was moving back to Texas and my reasons.

I got nailed to the cross.

"India, you are weak. You don't need doctors or medication. You just need to get over it. You are going to be a coward moving back to Texas."

For twenty minutes she bashed me every way till Sunday.

I can take it. I was trained well.

My problem is you can't judge any one if you haven't walked in their shoes. That's the one thing I learned.

People think they know it all.

What they need to do is listen.

It's going to be hard to leave here after twenty years.

Moving from a population of 9 million in LA to a town of 38,000 in Texas.

Culture shock.

However I still have seven pairs of cowboy boots.

My feet never left Texas.

i met a girl one day at the meetings I use to go to.

She has been through the same thing as I have except for the fact that her ex use to hit her in the face.

I said "You had it worse than I did because my ex never hit me in the face."

"It doesn't matter where they hit you it still hurts, right? I nodded my head.

The one thing she said to me that I will hold on to is...

"If we had cancer, people would understand."

I should have kept my mouth shut.

Vance always told me not to tell any one any thing.

He was right.