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Nice to hear from you after all this time




I received an email this weekend from someone i haven't heard from in well over a year. Seems this person was unhappy with my last blog, had some strong opinions about it, and me.

If you know anything about me, you know that if you share your thoughts with me, I'm more than happy to share my thoughts with you ABOUT them.  So in the spirit of being me, let's do that now.  Here are some highlights:


1) "your last entry was pathetic" - and yet, you read it to the end, several times, I'm sure.  So ........not that pathetic really.


2) It's okay to have "dirty laundry" just don't air it.  This, my friend, is the epitome of dysfunction.  This is how abused people and their abusers carry on.  To suggest that i do the same as you, IS pathetic.


3) I am a hypocrite (add that to pathetic, are you keeping track?) Why?  Because i had opinions about someone else's posts.  hmmmm.  ok.  So, don't air dirty laundry and don't have opinions.  Got it.


4)  I am a prolific writer.  What is prolific?  I have to look that one up.  Was that supposed to throw me off the track of more insults?


5) This person supposedly admired me, had best wishes for me.  Had.  hmm.  This person "doesn't know what went on in my relationship".  Uh, yes, you do, because you've been trolling my blog. I'm not even going to try and guess why, but you should probably ask yourself why.





6) I won't be getting any Kudos.  God DAMMIT that is EXACTLY what i was shooting for.

      6a) No one else is gonna give me kudos either.  (insert sad face here because this           devastates me)

7) The gist of this comment was that anyone who supports me is "a poor pitiful pearl"...Is that what someone with no friends calls friends?  Just checking.

8) I had time to end the relationship if it wasn't to my satisfaction.  NOW you are getting it! MY lack of good choices was the point to sharing the blog my friend.  It wasn't about my desire to have the man, or the inability to let him go.  Trust. me.  While you were busy making up excuses for his shortcomings, you missed me taking responsibility for my lack of making good choices.   


9) "Can you not think of someone else besides yourself?"  No.  Not in my blog.  Said it before, say it again........my. blog.  for me.  AND for anyone who sees themselves in what i write if it will help them, make them feel less alone, help them see that changes and growth can keep happening until we die.  Well, most of us.  You have to want to be happy.


10)  I won't be getting any validation from this person.  (insert second sad face) I do need it sometimes, however, not from you, not from him - not from anyone who doesn't have my best interest at heart.  If i were you I would follow my lead and get you some poor pearls who lift you and support you and love you, regardless of what you can give them.  


11)  This person thinks because it's been over a year that i should put on my big girl pants and move on.  Soo...........you read this blog or you don't?  I'm confused.  There has been nothing but moving on going on.  See, pretending sad or painful things didn't happen to you doesn't make them go away.  Everyone heals at their own pace in their own way.  When a relationship ends, more than the idiot who broke up with you needs to be mourned.  If you have a life that is.  Maybe that's where the confusion for you is.

     11a) also, wasn't asking you.  Advice from you isn't something i ever wanted.

12)  OF COURSE I EMBARRASS MY CHILDREN.  They were born for my entertainment.  You made me laugh.  Thank you.


13)  This one, i had to copy and paste so the full effect won't be dimmed by my interpretation:

         
I thought maybe you would get on the right track what with your dog, going to counselling and snagging a new squeeze...........what does HE think of all these 'thoughts' about your 'ex'.......he may just decide he doesn't want the drama either.............

Honestly, you'd have to ask him yourself because you are the only one wondering.  Thank you for you concern though, my heart feels all warm and fuzzy that you care.  

And after all that, i was left with a final wish that I would be happy and don't dwell in the past.  Talk about double edged sword with a poisoned tip.  No one is dwelling in the past when they have learned from it. The past makes us who we are today- we either learn and grow from it , or we pretend it didn't happen, or we think we had no responsibility for the part we played in it.  

I choose growth.  I choose not being bullied or shamed by anyone - including and especially you.  

Taaaa. 




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  1. Greatly appreciated your words. Ha, your right to say what you want and or feel.

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    1. Thanks Colleen. Even though i know this, it helps to have my feelings validated sometimes. :)

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