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		<title>Comment on So this is how it ends by Lauralynne</title>
		<link>http://sabotaged.net/?p=94&#038;cpage=1#comment-32353</link>
		<dc:creator>Lauralynne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 02:08:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>*hugs*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>*hugs*</p>
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		<title>Comment on Mother&#8217;s Day Isn&#8217;t For Me by Sidney Noble</title>
		<link>http://sabotaged.net/?p=88&#038;cpage=1#comment-30175</link>
		<dc:creator>Sidney Noble</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 13:14:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don't disagree on the sense of entitlement. She is, after all, the one that carried her for nine months. I can't imagine how I would feel if I was on the other side of this. I'd like to think that I would at least give the other woman a sense of acknowledgement, as I feel that I'm much more "aware" of these things than her mother typically is. But who knows? 

Friday I ended up getting her for a few hours after work &amp; school. We ate dinner and played at the park up until our time was up. It was a blast!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t disagree on the sense of entitlement. She is, after all, the one that carried her for nine months. I can&#8217;t imagine how I would feel if I was on the other side of this. I&#8217;d like to think that I would at least give the other woman a sense of acknowledgement, as I feel that I&#8217;m much more &#8220;aware&#8221; of these things than her mother typically is. But who knows? </p>
<p>Friday I ended up getting her for a few hours after work &#038; school. We ate dinner and played at the park up until our time was up. It was a blast!</p>
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		<title>Comment on Mother&#8217;s Day Isn&#8217;t For Me by anon</title>
		<link>http://sabotaged.net/?p=88&#038;cpage=1#comment-30164</link>
		<dc:creator>anon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 01:24:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love your meaningful posts and am so glad they're back.  I recommend celebrating Mother's Day on another day.  Unfortunately it is a pretty common practice these days with so many mixed families, and it kinda sucks but it's better than not having a holiday with the kid at all.  Even if it strikes you as selfish and inconsiderate, she is Zoe's biological mom and probably really doesn't consider you a second mother to Zoe, even though you obviously are.  If the shoes were switched and your daughter was with your ex and his wife/girlfriend on Mother's Day, you'd probably feel more entitled to her too.  Next holiday that rolls around, cook up your nice dinner or whatever special thing you want to do on some other day than the actual holiday and let Zoe know you're celebrating again -- together.  I have to do this with my parents and my in-laws, and as much as I secretly DESPISE having three or sometimes four Christmases, I can't see another solution as painless as this one.

And think how lucky you are to have "custody" of your "daughter" and how much better she is off (whether she knows it now or not) to have a CARING mother spend so much time with her :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love your meaningful posts and am so glad they&#8217;re back.  I recommend celebrating Mother&#8217;s Day on another day.  Unfortunately it is a pretty common practice these days with so many mixed families, and it kinda sucks but it&#8217;s better than not having a holiday with the kid at all.  Even if it strikes you as selfish and inconsiderate, she is Zoe&#8217;s biological mom and probably really doesn&#8217;t consider you a second mother to Zoe, even though you obviously are.  If the shoes were switched and your daughter was with your ex and his wife/girlfriend on Mother&#8217;s Day, you&#8217;d probably feel more entitled to her too.  Next holiday that rolls around, cook up your nice dinner or whatever special thing you want to do on some other day than the actual holiday and let Zoe know you&#8217;re celebrating again &#8212; together.  I have to do this with my parents and my in-laws, and as much as I secretly DESPISE having three or sometimes four Christmases, I can&#8217;t see another solution as painless as this one.</p>
<p>And think how lucky you are to have &#8220;custody&#8221; of your &#8220;daughter&#8221; and how much better she is off (whether she knows it now or not) to have a CARING mother spend so much time with her <img src='http://sabotaged.net/wp/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Comment on On My Way Home by Eddie</title>
		<link>http://sabotaged.net/?p=82&#038;cpage=1#comment-29304</link>
		<dc:creator>Eddie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 23:13:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hooray!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hooray!</p>
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		<title>Comment on MAT020 by Yuri</title>
		<link>http://sabotaged.net/?p=72&#038;cpage=1#comment-28576</link>
		<dc:creator>Yuri</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 01:32:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I suck at math too! I got to Geometry and was like "Buh? Shapes?"</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I suck at math too! I got to Geometry and was like &#8220;Buh? Shapes?&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Comment on MAT020 by Lauralynne</title>
		<link>http://sabotaged.net/?p=72&#038;cpage=1#comment-28146</link>
		<dc:creator>Lauralynne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2009 07:44:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So nice to 'hear' you again.  I've missed you and I'm sorry for all you've gone through lately.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So nice to &#8216;hear&#8217; you again.  I&#8217;ve missed you and I&#8217;m sorry for all you&#8217;ve gone through lately.</p>
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		<title>Comment on A Re-introduction by Paul</title>
		<link>http://sabotaged.net/?p=71&#038;cpage=1#comment-28086</link>
		<dc:creator>Paul</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2009 10:53:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It's good to read you again. Your propensity for introspection and awareness knows bounds... and destroys them. Down with bounds, I say.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s good to read you again. Your propensity for introspection and awareness knows bounds&#8230; and destroys them. Down with bounds, I say.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Vow by Anoni</title>
		<link>http://sabotaged.net/?p=70&#038;cpage=1#comment-25381</link>
		<dc:creator>Anoni</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 00:55:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Remember what an open book your website used to be?  All your thoughts laid right out on the table for everyone and anyone to partake of?  Ah, the good old innocent days of youth, huh?  

I sure miss it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Remember what an open book your website used to be?  All your thoughts laid right out on the table for everyone and anyone to partake of?  Ah, the good old innocent days of youth, huh?  </p>
<p>I sure miss it.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Happy Birthday Mom by Jack</title>
		<link>http://sabotaged.net/?p=65&#038;cpage=1#comment-24075</link>
		<dc:creator>Jack</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 21:34:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Death of a loved one shakes the foundation of our beliefs. Where do we come from? Why are we here? Where do we go when we die? And, Will I ever see you again?.  For those who are definite in their views of the subject this is not as difficult, but for those who are unsure, it profoundly sucks, and the cosmic shift that occurs seems to change us, forever.
However, everyone experiences loss and grief. These are well charted (at least the cycles of grief anyway), and there are natural stages to the process. There are groups that help deal with this, expressing your feelings through the process is crucial, for me anyway. Empathy is the language of the spirit, I think this is probably the greatest healing aspect of groups like this, people understanding, going through or having had experienced the same thing, nurturing each other through it. The common touch, etc. I need this bad. Look into it. Find some healing for yourself. And pray, whatever that looks like for you, the presence of a higher power can be the calm in the eye of the hurricane.
It gets easier. My condolences, friend.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Death of a loved one shakes the foundation of our beliefs. Where do we come from? Why are we here? Where do we go when we die? And, Will I ever see you again?.  For those who are definite in their views of the subject this is not as difficult, but for those who are unsure, it profoundly sucks, and the cosmic shift that occurs seems to change us, forever.<br />
However, everyone experiences loss and grief. These are well charted (at least the cycles of grief anyway), and there are natural stages to the process. There are groups that help deal with this, expressing your feelings through the process is crucial, for me anyway. Empathy is the language of the spirit, I think this is probably the greatest healing aspect of groups like this, people understanding, going through or having had experienced the same thing, nurturing each other through it. The common touch, etc. I need this bad. Look into it. Find some healing for yourself. And pray, whatever that looks like for you, the presence of a higher power can be the calm in the eye of the hurricane.<br />
It gets easier. My condolences, friend.</p>
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		<title>Comment on S.A.D. by B8Caster</title>
		<link>http://sabotaged.net/?p=69&#038;cpage=1#comment-22782</link>
		<dc:creator>B8Caster</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 06:43:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It's You I Like! 
 by Frederick 'McFeely' Rogers  
 
It's you I like,
It's not the things you wear.
It's not the way you do your hair,
But it's you I like.
The way you are right now
The way down deep inside you
Not the things that hide you
Not your diplomas...
They're just beside you.
But it's you I like,
Every part of you,
Your skin, your eyes, your feelings,
Whether old or new.
I hope that you'll remember
Even when you're feeling blue,
That it's you I like,
It's you yourself, it's you
It's you I like!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s You I Like!<br />
 by Frederick &#8216;McFeely&#8217; Rogers  </p>
<p>It&#8217;s you I like,<br />
It&#8217;s not the things you wear.<br />
It&#8217;s not the way you do your hair,<br />
But it&#8217;s you I like.<br />
The way you are right now<br />
The way down deep inside you<br />
Not the things that hide you<br />
Not your diplomas&#8230;<br />
They&#8217;re just beside you.<br />
But it&#8217;s you I like,<br />
Every part of you,<br />
Your skin, your eyes, your feelings,<br />
Whether old or new.<br />
I hope that you&#8217;ll remember<br />
Even when you&#8217;re feeling blue,<br />
That it&#8217;s you I like,<br />
It&#8217;s you yourself, it&#8217;s you<br />
It&#8217;s you I like!</p>
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