Moonrise

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

An INTJ experience.........that causes introspection....


And, even if it's not a word.....Extraspection.....Sheesh, I had imagined that I was through with this, that I had "life" figured out to my comfort level......

Nope.....and now I realise, even in the very real comfort of Dragns Love, that I still have work to do. I s'pose that after all is said and done, I should occasionally revisit my earliest Posts, the times when I was totally intent on understanding Wollf........and his failed relationship.

If you're ever bored, go back to the beginning of this, and you'll understand a bit of the confusion....hell, almost panic that I have gone through.

I got better. Not kind of better. Reborn almost.......as the Man that I am and always have been. I had always been Wollf, but had lost track in what became a bad marriage........

But.....I was asked to leave that relationship.....I did the seriously hard work of Healing, with the requisite meditations, sobriety, counseling, et al....and I'm back.

And I know myself. And.....I know.....or rather "understand" my exwife....remember XP?......and the Personality profiles?......*check the side bar*.......i am an irrefutable ENTP. She, and INTJ........whoo-boy, if not for my Brain Injury....look it up, that relationship would have ended within a month.......I just didn't notice the total lack of empathy.

Empathy is one of my Strong leanings.....anyway, the point.....*phew*, I heard you say........Had an encounter with XP today that made me ......annoyed.

Nope, and sorry, that was a Lie of the first degree. I was Enraged. She "tricked" the Cubs. Told them they had to do an errand last evening, and took them to a "Therapist". Without even discussing it with me.

She has "issues". She should work on herself. She is stuck now dealing with sixteen and eleven year old Males in her house. Without mature Male guidance readily at hand.

They, especially the Bigger, don't care for her very much at times. My Cubs are the independent sort, and ALL BOY....old school....hiking, adventuring, video games, farting in public and saying "YEAH!!"......and she seems to think that they need counseling because of the divorce.....

Hory Clap, Woman.....they are boys, and My Cubs....I will not allow her to quell their spirits.....I personally give them the occasional Rap on the Noggin, but I want them to become Men, in the truest sense.....and that means Dealing with adversity.....

And Knowing that they have their Sire to fall back on....but it is their Honor, Dignity and Pride that will get them through and allow them to excel....

Aaaagh, too much for one Post....XP came by to pick up Lil Wolfie, Bigger is staying, hanging with Dragns Boyz at the pool, then back in. Dragn just gave me the worlds bestest understanding hug, 'forced' me to take a couple Advil, put a bag of frozen peas on my right hand.........yup....

After I controlled my conversation with XP, I closed the garage and dented my Industrial Grade Knaack Construction tool box.......felt like the thing to do, I dented it.....guess it was louder than I thought.

This will be continued, but it's hard to type with a bag of peas on your hand. Darn Dragn......I'm feeling downright peaceful.......
Wollf

If you think there is good in everybody, you haven’t met everybody.

6 comments:

Foxfier, formerly Sailorette said...

*sympathy*

DammitWomann said...

Temper Temper

heh heh heh

Rose said...

Not to get in the way of a Mom and her cubs, being one myself, but you do not take them to counseling without 1. telling the Dad, unless the Dad is one of those absentee.abusive types, 2. telling them well in advance so they have time to think about it, and 3. well, except in rare cases, I don't think counseling does a whole heckuva lot of good.

Eh, I know, nosy blog neighbor, keep out of it.

I'd be mad, too, wollf.

cry_alone said...

(((hugs)))) oh dear wolfie.... I feel for u, truly do. and as for the punching... errr..lets just say i've walked down that path in january... got so mad went to punch sumthing soft (like chir) and found that foam was not so thick.... broke a bone, colapsed a knuckle... hehehe "boxers break" ..... i seriosuly hope u didnt break anything. thankfully u have dragn there to soothe you. i'm happy she's there.. she's ur sanity and stability right now wolfie... keep leaning on her... as for xp.... dammit, i wont say anything here.....i'll email u instead. sont want bigger coming across a post about his mum.....
(((hugs)) again wolfie. and telll dragn "thatk God ur there for him...."
cheers!

Robin Shelley said...

Yeah, well... I might punch the toolbox, too. How is it, by the way? Did it survive?

cry_alone said...

wolfie, i just remebered sum advice my friend gave me... nxt time... punch a bag of marshmellows.... no broken bones, swollen hand , or broken object such as tooboxes (or in my case, chair) (((hugs)))