And there it was. Susan the doormat. Wipe your feet on it. Use it when you wanted to. Hop over it if you didn’t and carry the muck into the house with you. ‘Well, actually, yes it does. As I said, I’ve been very busy recently and may not be free. Actually, I need to go now. Lovely speaking to you, darling. Give me a buzz or better yet, message me when you’re thinking of coming home, and I’ll see if it suits.’ And she hung up before he had a chance to reply.
She found her voice & taking the steps to take back her power.
