Long story short, I finally got rid of The Leech (also known as the Wannabe-Hippie Asshole and a few other, less printable, names) and life is so much less stressful it makes me wish I'd thrown him under the bus, metaphorically of course, a year ago.
I'm only realizing now exactly how much of my energy (both in the regular and metaphysical senses) that walking blight was draining from me. I may end up smudging the whole place just to be sure the last traces are gone, but for now I'm already feeling MASSIVELY better after only a few days... so expect The Dude to be around a lot more again.
I'm only realizing now exactly how much of my energy (both in the regular and metaphysical senses) that walking blight was draining from me. I may end up smudging the whole place just to be sure the last traces are gone, but for now I'm already feeling MASSIVELY better after only a few days... so expect The Dude to be around a lot more again.
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