30-Day HEtox

I, Alissa Griffith, do solemnly sware that I will NOT initiate contact with Trump under ANY circumstances until April 5th 2009. I hereby announce this inaugural day of my 30-day silence...my HEtox.

Okay, this may be a little dramatic, but seriously, I have got to get over this man and the only way to do that is to pretend he doesn't exist.

I reactivated Facebook today. However, I am not allowing myself any sad, cryptic statuses clearly meant for him to see. No sad, cryptic Facebook notes or poetry. He doesn't exist to me. NO CONTACT FOR THIRTY WHOLE DAYS.

Just like I wanted to spend some of 21 without braces (and I did that), I need to spend some of 22 without Trump in my life. I am stronger than this. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

He doesn't exist to me. Period.

30 days...let's go :)

PS. Update before I go: I sent him a text yesterday about a newsworthy event, we chatted back and forth. Then later I sent him a text letting him know when the Alpha show was and then I asked him about Rachel*. He didn't respond. So the next morning, I sent him *ANOTHER* text about the Alpha show and this time he responded and I responded back and that was it. Then I sent him an email cause I had found out the price of his condo. He sent me an email back like FOUR HOURS later saying that I was either a genius obsessive or both, THEN he asked me if I was taking a hiatus from Facebook. Then he sent me a second email telling him that I inspired a new idea for client recruitment for his business. I responded back telling him I was happy I helped (sort of) and I slyly --well, I hope it was sly -- threw in the fact that I'd be home this weekend (we've already established that I'm weak lol) and he didn't respond to that email. That was three pm. It's midnight and I'm over it.