<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7668276698935149869</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:40:26.962-07:00</updated><category term='My Ex Left Me After I Gave Her All My Savings'/><title type='text'>THE LIFE OF JJ</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjredmond07.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7668276698935149869/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjredmond07.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jjredmond07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816026821725692364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7668276698935149869.post-3679566406632494381</id><published>2007-04-11T06:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T06:21:40.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So where do I start picking up the pieces of my life?</title><content type='html'>Why is it that everywhere I go I see people in love. I went for a walk around the lake yesterday to help me forgot about her but all I saw were couples holding hands and being lovey-dovey. And everytime I listen to the radio, I hear a love song. I was even considering calling in the Dalilah radio show to get some advice or at the very least request a song to mend my broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent had much sleep the past week. All I do is lay in bed thinking about how things used to be between us. I keep remembering how we first met and how good she made me feel about myself. I've always been a shy person all my life. She was the first girl who really took an interest in me, and for that I gave her everything I had. There was nothing I wouldnt do for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always around people but I feel like I am the most lonely person in the room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7668276698935149869-3679566406632494381?l=jjredmond07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjredmond07.blogspot.com/feeds/3679566406632494381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7668276698935149869&amp;postID=3679566406632494381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7668276698935149869/posts/default/3679566406632494381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7668276698935149869/posts/default/3679566406632494381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjredmond07.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-where-do-i-start-picking-up-pieces.html' title='So where do I start picking up the pieces of my life?'/><author><name>jjredmond07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816026821725692364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7668276698935149869.post-1138941726141885469</id><published>2007-04-10T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T08:36:12.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Ex Left Me After I Gave Her All My Savings'/><title type='text'>My Ex Left Me After I Gave Her All My Savings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My ex recently left me the day after I emptied out my entire savings account and 401K to help pay off her credit card debt. She had been begging me to do this for quite some time now, but I had been reluctant because I was afraid she was only using me. My fears became a reality last week when I came back home from work and saw that she had removed all her stuff from the home that we shared. I can’t believe she did this to me after all the things I did for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first met, I let her stay with me because her boyfriend at the time was abusing her…well at least that’s the story she gave me. In hindsight, I bet she did the same thing to him. I let her stay with me and didn’t even charge her rent. I was so good to her. I gave her my paychecks to go shopping, I paid for her auto insurance and I even gave her money to pay her student loans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all I did for her, she still left me without even saying good-bye. Even though she did this to me, I still love her. I wish I could have her back in my life. She was all that I cared about and I would have done anything for her. Is it just me or why do women have this power over men?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do I go from here now that I am broke? My options are to move in with my brother and his wife and kids. Maybe I can refinance my home? On the other hand, if I go live with my brother, I can save up some money and rebuild my life over again. But I really only want one thing in my life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Princess Rachel, if you are reading this blog, please understand that I am not mad at you. I love you and care for you still. Please come back to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your humble Knight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7668276698935149869-1138941726141885469?l=jjredmond07.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjredmond07.blogspot.com/feeds/1138941726141885469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7668276698935149869&amp;postID=1138941726141885469' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7668276698935149869/posts/default/1138941726141885469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7668276698935149869/posts/default/1138941726141885469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjredmond07.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-why-i-blog.html' title='My Ex Left Me After I Gave Her All My Savings'/><author><name>jjredmond07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08816026821725692364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry></feed>
