Some of you may have witnessed the complete meltdown of a person I may have once called friend. Not anymore and now that I think about, not for a long time. Some people come into our lives as guest stars for an episode and then they are gone and that's okay...When they come back, trying to make another appearance is when things start to get messy. This person went totally postal over a post I had put about how it was national coming out day and no one had posted it. Mind you, I know people who go out of their way to post what "day" it is all the time. Who cares if it's National Ice Cream Day? Unless Ben and Jerry's is handing out free cartons of Phish Food or Everything But The... or Coffee Heath Bar, I'm not interested. I was kidding and apparently, some people who know me don't know me very well and completely missed the sarcasm behind my words. Perhaps next time, I'll make sure to put a smiley face or "lol" after what I type. Perhaps I should put *sarcasm* at the end of my posts so that morons know I'm kidding. *shrugs* Whatever. So, this person went off and even went so far as to say "You chose this lifestyle." Yup, I chose to be a fucking lesbian. *rolls eyes* That's like saying someone chose to be black or tall or short or freckled. Nothing against anyone being black or tall or short or freckled, but these aren't choices people make. Trust me, I tried to be straight and I was miserable. If you have a problem with my gay lifestyle, then get to stepping. In fact, if you think it's a "choice", then by all means, don't let the door hit you where the good Lord split you. *grins* Anyway, so this person felt the need to follow up her comments on my posting with an email that seemed to have very little to do with my post, telling me I should be grateful for the things I have and blah, blah, blah. I never said I wasn't thankful. I am thankful. I'm thankful that I am a hard-working individual who goes after what I want. It may take me a while to get where I want to be, but I'll get there...eventually. And it'll be a bumpy ride getting there, but I'll get there. I don't need people in my life who are going to talk shit to me though...If I wanted that, I know of some people to go to...like Phoenix. Bwahahaha!! Just kidding, you know I love you, Phoenix! But I digress...When I wrote back to said whack job, I let loose. No way in hell was I going to let crazy get away with her shit talking and since we weren't in a "public forum" anymore, I seriously laid into her. How dare she say I chose my lifestyle! Perhaps I was a little mean...Well, not mean...More like honest. I didn't stoop to her level and talk mad shit like I could've. (And all the things I wrote, I would've said to her face.) After saying I was done with the conversation and that I was happy for us to just go our separate ways, she wrote back saying that I was being hateful and that I've changed so much that I'm barely recognizable. Ummm...No, I don't agree with that. I didn't write back. And of course, in a true act of maturity, she unfriended me and blocked me. Ahhh...Facebook, I love you. Only in cyber space can people actually click a button to unfriend someone and then block them from having further contact with you. *shrugs* Good riddance to bad rubbish, I say.
It made me laugh though that she had the balls (Remember, everyone is bad ass behind their keyboard!) to say I've changed so much. I haven't changed that much...I'm still the same sarcastic bitch I've always been...Only now, I don't let people walk over me and for the first time in my life, despite all the bumps and bruises and setbacks, I'm happy. I love my girlfriend. I love my house. I love my new truck. I don't love all the bullshit that goes on around me and I don't love that my job exposes me to jerks daily, but I love that my job allows me to make good money and has great benefits. So yeah, apparently, because I'm not that scared little teenager that helped people whenever possible and then let them treat her like shit, I'm now a hateful person. Whatever. *rolls eyes* I am better off now than I ever have been before and I don't need dumbass people trying to hold me back. Misery loves company...And to that, I say, go find company somewhere else.
Of course, I am not above stooping a little to someone's level...When I found that she hadn't deleted Phoenix, I got on Phoenix's page and posted this picture:
Then I unfriended her and blocked her. I know, I know...So immature, but Phoenix wanted to unfriend and block her anyway, so I was helping. *laughs wildly* C'mon, she had it coming!! It's funny though, because she's friends with my mom and sister and the picture was immediately taken down. Some people just can't take a joke...Bwahahahaha!
Anyway, so the point of this blog is not to show that sometimes I can be goaded into an argument, no matter how immature, but to say maybe just because you have an opinion, doesn't mean that you need to share it. I read all sorts of posts from people I care about, but which sometimes make me think, "Are you fucking kidding me with this?" or "Dude, pull your head out of your ass!" or "You're such a bitch sometimes!" (Hahaha...I first typed "Butch" instead of "Bitch". That would take on a whole new meaning. lol) I don't say these things though because they are passing thoughts and it wouldn't be nice. Sure, I'll talk smack like anyone else I know, but sometimes, it's okay to keep your opinion to yourself...Especially since I guarantee that you don't want me to share all my opinions with you. Well, some of you would like that, but others, not so much. Just remember folks, opinions are like assholes-- everyone's got one.
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