The Return

Hello, I've been gone a while, years. Life has had many twists and turns since my last post. Loves had and loves lost. Through all this time, I've searched long and hard for 'the one'. I thought I'd found him but unfortunately I was wrong. It was a good run though, amazing while the good times lasted. Life altering in many ways. I hope ultimately in good ways but that remains to be seen. He was a total surprise and I was swept off my feet into a world of wealth and power. But money isn't everything, and everything comes with a price. How much is your personal freedom worth to you? The freedom to chose what to eat, what to wear, who to talk to, and when and where to use your phone. How much wealth makes it ok to lose your identity and become someone's puppet/geisha, whatever you want to call it? Truth be told, I would have eventually left under the controlling circumstances and we both knew it. He just decided to beat me to the punch. Always better to leave then be left. Much less painful. Endings are just as meaningful as beginnings. What use is it to be Prince Charming and then be an utterly cruel heartless bastard in the end. What use is it to be a man of means, if you refuse to help those you have caused great upheaval and tormoil. If you will not be affected, why not help someone back on their feet when they gave up everything to be with you. What is it that would have made you happy? A doormat? You were married to one and you were miserable. As customary you hide behind your secretaries and have them do your dirty work for you. What low self esteem they must have to comply with all the requests far and beyond the job description. And, how could you have said I was the love of your life, your soulmate if this is how you chose to end things. I wish you the best and I wish to forget you.