L’Shana Tova, my friends! For those of you non-Jews, that’s a Happy New Year to you! On this day and every day, I’m thankful for the health and happiness blessed upon my family and myself - two things that money just cannot buy. It’s rather fitting that this episode airs during Rosh Hashanah -– it’s a new year and a new outlook on this whole situation for me. I’m officially done trying to fix what doesn’t want to be fixed. I joined RHONJ with the best intentions; I wanted to bring peace, not to be thrown into the middle of a war zone that doesn’t have an ending in sight. With each episode that passes, I’m slowly realizing that this entire scenario just may not be “fixable.”
This “showdown in Stowe” has been years in the making. There’s been a lot of backstabbing, a lot of hurt, and a lot of ugly words thrown around. Mix that with a group of people who have a difficult time letting go of the past and moving forward and you have a recipe for disaster. These relationships remind me of Joe Gorga on a pair of cross-country skis –- they’re all over the place, but going nowhere!
In order for a relationship to work -- whether it’s a romantic relationship, friendship, whatever -– all parties involved must WANT to make it work. All of my clients that I’ve found success with over the years have had one major thing in common: They’ve wanted to make things better. Both parties here, no matter what they’ve said in the past, are not cooperating, which leads me to believe that they really don’t want to reconcile and move on.
Never before in my life have I ever wished I wasn’t a relationship expert. I LOVE WHAT I DO! During this whole toxic trip, I wanted nothing more than to crawl out of my body and be someone else. I think one of the reasons I’ve been so successful in my career helping others is that I’m an extremely empathetic person, hence, all the tears; I’m very in tune with other people’s feelings. During this trip, I felt like I got my ass kicked –- all of the drama sucked the life right out of me. I didn’t deal well with drama when I was 16, and I sure as hell don’t have any desire to deal with it now that I have teenagers myself. Grown women threatening each other? No thank you.