The first time I met the dad of the woman I would eventually marry was when I flew out to have Christmas with them. He was a big-shot lawyer, and I was a little scared of the guy. Not gonna lie.
I thought I gotta bring him a gift. But what? I had very little money, having just graduated. What could I get lawyer dad that wouldn’t seem tacky? I went to a book shop and got around to the true crime section. He’s a lawyer right? Maybe he likes true crime? So I read a few back covers and found one that looked sort of interesting. It was about a murder on a college campus, but looked like the investigation had lots of twists and turns with a big trial at the end? Would he like it?
Anyway, I meet him and give him the book and he sort of tosses it aside and grills me, as expected. I kind of shrank in the chair, but my to-be-wife and her siblings said I did okay.
Now fast-forward several weeks. I’m back home and get an email from her dad. Oh boy! What did I do? But he’s like, “I just finished the book. It was set at the college where I got my law degree. I even knew one of the profs who’s a character in it! How did you know?!?” I didn’t. “It was so nostalgic. The author mentioned landmarks, some of which aren’t even around anymore. But I remember. That was the best book I’ve read in years! I couldn’t put it down!”
We were all good after that.
Getting someone a book they didn’t ask for but they end up loving is such a good feeling.
That is awesome!
Neat one! Curious as to what the name of the book was though, if it hasn’t slipped after all this time hehe
Gettig treatment for CPTSD so I could stop the trauma cycle. It is hard work, but so worth it.
What was your break away moment? Anything you remember that made it all come to light and let you move forward??!
Preparing myself for having my own child and deeply comprehend how much abuse I had endured and how fucked up it is to do that to anyone, but especially your own kid. Then educate myself and stay in therapy (repeat as necessary) so I could deliver my absolute best to my kid. It really dawned on me how much of my childhood was pure survival and getting rid of some of those coping mechanisms has been very hard.
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Well, I guessed the Wordle first try today, so…
Probably the friends I’ve made since I’ll never be that lucky again under normal circumstances.
A teacher once publicly screamed at me that I was a liar at the beginning of the year. However at the end of the year the class nominated me student/classmate of the year and teacher was forced to publicly revere me when she had to defend the vote against the other teachers and their nominees.
Sometimes success is the best revenge
Lawsuit
Freedom from the alienating domestic abuser to finally introduce the kid and the old man, right before the big C finished its job.
giant basket of quilting supplies and tools won in a raffle.
