The Sharon Situation

21/04/24

This is a very silly thing but I have to get it off my chest.

I got a text from EH today.

Apparently his sister Sharon had seen the planters at the front of my house, and wanted to know where I got them from.

Now, I live on an avenue with no thoroughfare. Total dead end. Unless you live here or are visiting someone who lives here, you would have no reason to drive or walk down here.

Sharon does not live on my avenue (thank the lord), but she does live close enough to stroll down here should she wish to.

She has no friends who live here.

In all the time I was with EH the only time she ever came down this street was when she was taking her children trick or treating, or if she was dropping off keys so he could feed her pets while she went away.

With the best will in the world, the only reason she would have to stroll down my avenue, is to try to spy on what I’m doing.

The kindest way to describe our relationship is, ‘no love lost’, so the idea that she’s poking her nose into my affairs, then talking to him about what she’s seen, absolutely enrages me.

I have run this past a couple of people who are familiar with the dynamics, and with the person concerned.

And I was really good, and chose to ask people who I knew would have no hesitation in telling me to give my head a wobble, should it be required. So I know I can trust what they said.

I’m somewhat relieved that none of them have suggested I’m being paranoid. In fact, they agree that my conclusion is the only obvious one.

Having my feelings validated didn’t reduced the crossness though.

Having this vent has.

Good.

It’s done.

Let go now Jess.

SNIP. SNIP.

Cutting those emotional ties.

JP