{"id":4612,"date":"2019-01-16T12:24:03","date_gmt":"2019-01-16T19:24:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=4612"},"modified":"2019-01-13T22:24:37","modified_gmt":"2019-01-14T05:24:37","slug":"never-again","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2019\/01\/never-again\/","title":{"rendered":"Never Again"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My dog has fleas. Well, not anymore.<\/p>\n<p>To be precise, *I* have fleas. Not my dog, not my family, no.<\/p>\n<p>All me. I am the most delicious person any insect has ever met, and no insect can resist me.<\/p>\n<p>So when my dog got fleas, and gave them to the cat, and I had bites on my ankles, the cat and the dog got flea treatment and they are fine.<\/p>\n<p>But the fleas keep biting me.<\/p>\n<p>I with I could wear a flea collar. This is embarrassing. I have a whole ring around my ankle of swollen itchy bites.<\/p>\n<p>So I tried some things. I vacuumed, washed all bedding. It seemed to work for a day.<\/p>\n<p>Then I found some herbal flea treatment, and sprayed the couch and the cat with it.<\/p>\n<p>That didn&#8217;t seem to work at all.<\/p>\n<p>Ok, it was time for some serious flea poison. Me and the internet spent some time together. I needed what the pros used.<\/p>\n<p>So I found it. I had to order it through the mail. I was SO HAPPY when it arrived. I sprayed it all over the couch, and washed all the bedding (AGAIN).<\/p>\n<p>I went to bed that night thinking, &#8220;Last night was my last itchy flea bite. Never again.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve had &#8220;never again&#8221; times before.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve told myself<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m never going to be treated that way again.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m never going to make this or that mistake again.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve heard other people say<br \/>\nI&#8217;m never going to drink that much again.<br \/>\nI will never smoke another cigarette<\/p>\n<p>Never again is hard to enforce.<\/p>\n<p>In concept, if the &#8220;never again&#8221; is in my control then it should be easy, right? I&#8217;ll just never do it again.<\/p>\n<p>But my weakness is far more reliable than my determination. The best I can hope for is that I will never give up trying for the thing I aspire to.<\/p>\n<p>Then again if the &#8220;never again&#8221; thing is in the hands of someone else, I have no control over what someone else does. I can&#8217;t control how someone else treats me. The only possibility of a never-again that involves someone else is the nuclear option:<\/p>\n<p>Total quarantine. Never be in the presence of that person again.<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s appropriate in a small number of cases. For the rest of the time, I have to compromise with my never-again vow. I would have to commit to &#8216;never again will I let that go without comment&#8217; or &#8216;never again will I react as I have in that circumstance.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>The &#8216;never again&#8217; feels very powerful when I first say it.<\/p>\n<p>But in my case, but it happened again. I woke again with VERY itchy bites.<\/p>\n<p>Life is not like the movies. There are no jump cuts.<\/p>\n<p>I had to go back, get educated and try again, with a more comprehensive and realistic plan.<\/p>\n<p>I had to get real about what this was really going to take. Never again always means a couple more times.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll get there. But there will be more scratching along the way.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My dog has fleas. Well, not anymore. To be precise, *I* have fleas. Not my dog, not my family, no. All me. I am the most delicious person any insect has ever met, and no insect can resist me. 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