Only so long

I just found one thing.

 

An earth shattering sort of finding.

 

A tangent that never occurred to me, but now that I have found it, it fits the pieces in the puzzles like never before.

 

He is jealous of me. Plain and simple.

 

I have a good family, children, husband. A family. That has not forsaken me or will never forsake me, because they are my first priority. Love is foremost, above all else. And my children will always be my best commitment.

 

He does not have that. Or had it. But they abandoned him. For his character is so. And all he gets to do to be near his daughter is record umpteen Tom and Jerry and other cartoons to appease his daughter's love. What a pathetic waste. But he deserves that. For being the kind of person he is. Or rather, his loss of all things good in life, makes him the moron he is now. Understandable but not justified. Maybe if he knew his faults and attempted to rectify them, he might lead a better life from at least now on.

 

Second.

 

He cannot do half the things I do now. Professionally. He knows I am much more bright and intelligent than him. Much higher qualified than him. And if I were in his position, I would do a high standard job than him. So he is afraid of that too.

 

If I read the excel/word/MS documents like him(the only thing he does), I could topple him. He is afraid of that. It is that inadequacy that makes him so gossipy and bitchy. To avoid his shortcomings, he keeps pelting dirt at others.

 

How long will the wolf dyed blue, remain the king of the jungle. Only as long as a full moon night, where he finds the urge to howl unbearable and uncontainable.

 

Only so long.