I have been insulted,

My feelings have been hurt.

And I’m not coming back in the house.

You laughed at me.

Don’t think that I was fooled.

You weren’t laughing with me

But at me.

When I lost my balance

Washing and fell over,

You laughed!

And it wasn’t funny.

All my grace, control and dignity were gone.

You robbed me of my image and myself.

And with your braying

All but destroyed my pride.

Don’t think I cannot take a joke.

There’s nothing lacking with my sense of humour.

I just don’t like being made to look ridiculous.

It’s no use standing there calling,

“Kitty! Kitty! Kitty!”

Or offering me bribes.

Your course laughter

Has offended me deeply,

And it may take some time to

Get over it.

Or never!

If and when I come back at all,

It will be

In my own sweet time.

From: D Harman’s book

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“I hate you!” She screamed angrily. “I wish I’d never met you. I want you of my life.” Hurriedly, she raced down the stairs. Slamming the front door, she ran to find comfort in her hiding place, the park.  She snuggled up underneath the huge old oak tree. Her pent-up emotions exploded into a gush of tears.

Nothing can destroy a potentially wonderful relationship faster than when love turns to hate.

Love is a wonderful, sensuous emotion. On the other hand, hate stirs up hostility and anger.  But when love is equally shared, you can usually find solutions to your problems. In fact, challenges or adversities when worked at together, can actually draw you closer. And in time you could have a great relationship.

The azaleas are all failures,

And the dahlias are the same.

Each lily’s willy nilly, looking silly,

Such a shame.

Each aster’s a disaster.

Each Cotoneaster too.

Morning glory tells a story,

That’s so moribund and blue.

Is the culture of a selfish society taking over and ‘love your neighbour’ dying a painfully slow death? Every time I leave my house and walk or drive in public, I’m amazed at the attitudes of some people. There’s so much aggression around that it’s scary to open your mouth, even to defend yourself.

What’s going on? Is it the financial crisis, lack of jobs, stress, mental health problems or just sheer selfishness?

Last night as I laid there in my bed,

Thoughts of you swirled around my head.

I tossed.

I turned.

I just couldn’t sleep.

Unanswered questions

Tormented my mind.

Certainly the saying, “There’s a thin line between love and hate” is true. Hate is a very powerful emotion, which seems more intense, when you feel it towards the person you love. In the beginning, love rules and nothing else matters – for a while!

In part one of The Dangers of Being in a Love Hate Relationship, Mary went through a dreadful emotional roller-coaster of love and hate for a man who brutally abused her, in the name of love!

Love turns to hate

Chantel and Leroy loved each other, despite their explosive marriage. Their relationship was a cocktail of turbulence and calm. Leroy took care of Chantel’s needs. But when he was angry, he often used her liked a punching bag.

A comment I read  on  Quentin McCall’s blog which said, “Going into a relationship because you’re lonely is like going grocery shopping while you’re hungry,” inspired me to write this article. I don’t know about you, but when I go shopping hungry, I pack my trolley with food that I wouldn’t usually buy.  It’s like I’m sending a message to my subconscious mind telling it that the food in my trolley will compensate for my hungry belly. You may ask, ‘so what’s that go to do with being hungry for a man?’