That Voodoo that You Do
I may have mentioned that I have amazing, hilarious friends. And like all of my favourite amazing, hilarious people, they have a delightfully dark and twisty side.
Never was this more evident than a few weeks ago when a couple of them presented me with a post-breakup voodoo doll (they may have a wee spot of lingering resentment over my breakup) they had made me, complete with a black heart sewn into his chest and a stupid deep V-neck t-shirt sewn onto it.
It’s quite possibly the creepiest thing I’ve ever seen and I think I belly laughed for 15 minutes straight when I first encountered it.
As much as I wouldn’t wish a horrible breakup on anyone (well, almost anyone), it really has been amazing to see how people being furious on your behalf can be cathartic and make you feel so very loved, especially when you aren’t great at displaying any kind of towering rage yourself. While we’re on the subject, taking the high road, trying to be magnanimous and accept things with grace is utterly exhausting sometimes, no?
And what do you do with a breakup voodoo doll? Well, if you’re my friends, you get pretty creative. Every time I leave one of them alone with him, they come up with some preposterous new discomfort for the dear thing.
Oh, and if you’re my friend’s cat, you attack him in the night, biting a hole in his neck where tiny bits of the bulgar he’s stuffed with occasionally spill out.
Sure it’s a little macabre, but then, so’s life. You might as well laugh about it while you’ve got the chance.
What’s the best breakup cheer up gift or piece of advice you’ve ever received?