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Rae helped me break many of my parental programmings because I was such a willing student. After reading a few books I can now understand the benefits of counselling but at that stage of my life we couldn’t afford it and we weren’t having serious problems. Whenever Rae refused to nurture me in the way I wanted, I found other ways to make myself happy. For example, when he wouldn’t take me dancing I took lessons and had so much fun with the girls that I quit bugging him 찬송가 mr 다운로드. Once the pressure let up he decided to take the risk of being embarrassed and after a while I couldn’t get him off the dance floor. When he was busy working nights or needed to go out with the boys, I took night classes and got involved in Astrology. That helped me to understand myself and it also saved our marriage. I was relieved to hear the astrologer tell me that Rae was born with a hole in his pocket and that he was not spending our money to get even with me. (Power struggles on an old tape that my parents had played many times.)
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It came as no surprise when he said he wanted to find a woman that would spend time doing what he wanted to do. I agreed that if that would make him happy he should go for it …but did he understand that he was the only person that could make himself happy. The hollowness in his heart was not my fault. I had learned much about myself through him and now it was time to part so I rejoiced in our divorce for I consider it a time of celebration when the student surpasses the teacher.
It has been four and a half years since Rae and I parted. I have continued to learn much about ‘why I am the way I am.’
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