was a day of abstinence from meat, similar to the way all Fridays were treated. Friday abstinence still remains the normative rule of the Catholic Church, but in some countries, such as the United States, the bishops permitted another work of penance, charity, or piety, of the person’s choosing, in lieu of Friday abstinence. Of course, all anyone heard was “we can now eat meat on Fridays”, and choosing of an alternative penitential practice is virtually unknown. I normally just go ahead and abstain from the meat – it’s the preferred practice, and you have no guesswork as to whether you’ve performed the penance or not. Prayers to you for strength to stop caring about the ex. He is a narcissist. It is one of his ploys. Either an attempt to punish you or he is busy with another victim. I get the only hope you may have, is that if he is still punishing you, then, he still cares and that sick morsel of a crumb is something that you learn to hold onto. Because negative or positive attention, is still attention. I hope you understand there is no shaming or guilting them into talking to you or treating you better. Unfortunately, a narc has no empathy or conscience. The narc is only capable of playing the victim and sees everyone as owing them. Run fast and far and don’t look back. I know this seems impossible because of the way a narc makes you feel like the relationship is one in a million and you wont find any relationship like this one. And pray to God you never do. Your feelings are typical of how a narc makes you dependent on them for happiness, when in reality the narc only gives you grief and the life of walking on eggshells, never knowing what or when the next fight will be and what they want to degrade you with. Breathe my friend and run, there really was never happiness, it is the picture the narc painted in your mind.
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The best Christmas memories are from church. There was a Utah Sports Teams Jazz Utes And Cougars Shirtcandlelight service at our church. When I got older, I was allowed to walk down the aisle and stop at every pew, and the first person seated would light their candle from the big one I carried. When all the candles were lit, the lights would go off, and a hush would always fall over the congregation as we all sat in the dark with our lit candles glowing brightly. We sang all the old Christmas hymns, such as Silent Night, O Little Town Of Bethlehem, We Three Kings, and more. I was always mesmerized as the Pastor told the story of Christ’s birth, and usually there was a live nativity made up of real farm animals and little kids playing the parts. There was always a children’s time, when the Pastor called the little children to come and sit up front, near the alter, while he told them a story having to do with the birth of Jesus, and gave each kid a candy cane. Christmas Eve services were so great back then. Now there are no candles, just little battery operated lights, and the service is held at either 3 pm or 6 pm, because families are too busy to stay up so late on Christmas Eve.
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