"WAIT!!!
Let me make sure I have this clear, you deleted and blocked me on all social media. We have no contact with each other, I don't even bother thinking about you. One of your lackys tells me that you go and create new profiles just so you can stalk me. Why bother blocking me or me blocking you?
You then write about me and my life bitching about what I do online on your blog. You even went so far to use my user name to create blogs on Blogger and WordPress to try to thwart or stop me, nice try.
You're a special kind of psycho!!Just let me begin by clarifying I know there are going to be many of you who think I should just let this go and be the bigger person. I have done that for much too long with this person. And I'm more than tired of the nasty, negative, bipolar bullshit she doles out on a regular basis. I'm hoping that once I bring this out to the light, she will stop ... yes, I also feel that is a slim chance but, still, I hope.
You are obviously obsessed with me and/or deeply in love with me.
After all, I AM PRETTY DAMNED AWESOME!!
Rock on!!
Get a life of your own please!!
Oh that's right you don't have one!!
Moving on now!!
Rant over!!"
Yes, she is blocked on every social media site I know her to be on, especially if I also have an account on the same site. You see, once upon a time we were friends, no we've never met in real life, we were internet friends and would occasionally share a conversation via phone. Twice, I've removed her from my life and yes, I know it's all on me for giving that second chance, I'm an eternal optimist, I always hope for change.
I'm going to start here: "Get a life of your own please!"
I have a life, a pretty awesome one at that. I'm 62 years old, retired, collecting my pension and doing whatever the fuck I want to do. I have been a licensed nail technician for 39 years and keep said license current and legal. I also have a college degree with a double major. I'm married to the most amazing man, who works his ass off every damn day, doesn't drink and doesn't do drugs of ANY KIND, for the past 18 years. I have 3 grown children who I speak to every day or at the very least every other day. SEVEN wonderful grandchildren who I also have daily contact with 2 and at least weekly with the others. I have the freedom to make decisions regarding everything going on in our life because my husband trusts my judgment and I don't need his permission to buy a book that costs $12.99. I also have the ability to go with him OTR as he does his job as a commercial truck driver, which gives me both the opportunity to spend LOTS of quality time with him as well as seeing SO MUCH of the country I live in.
What do you have? You married your ex-husband's alcoholic pot head brother, eeeeww! incest much? YUK! Your children want nothing to do with you, not even a phone call or card on mother's day or your birthday. You've enlisted the "help" of friends who live in the same area as your daughters do to give you updates on how they are and what they are doing. Talk about stalking, pot calling kettle black much? Even your stepdaughter wants nothing to do with you. And the same whining poor pity me stories get old real fast, you won't make any changes, why should anyone care?We have a beautiful 4 bedroom, 2 bath house that sits on .75 acres that I've fully furnished in the style I want it to be, in a small town that gives us the ability to make it to the big city while still enjoying small town living or going to the beach as often as we would like to go. My yard is full of grass, trees, both flowering and fruit, I grow herbs and flowers. We have a pool that is used on a daily basis when it isn't raining. My bills are all paid on time, my pantry, refrigerators, and freezers (yes, I have 2 of each) are full, we don't eat shit full of preservatives and I can afford to do whatever the fuck I want. I just upgraded my Android tablet to an iPad Pro 12.9 and will be getting the new Note9 when our carrier releases it. I drive a 2015 Ford Edge with more bells and whistles than I've ever seen in my life.
You live in an apartment where your husband works in order to help reduce the cost of the rent. How many times have you changed apartments? How many times have you run out and rented new furniture because of some imagined fault in what you have? And each time you do, you have something to bitch about. You aren't happy and are never going to be, no matter how many times you run away from your problems. If you weren't always trying to reinvent yourself or trying to keep up with the Jones's maybe you could find a bit of peace. You have no freinds and whine all the fucking time about how you'd like to have someone anyone to hang out with. Why would anyone in their right mind want to hang out with you? You have nothing to contribute to a friendship and all you do is push people away from you. You are simply a waste, taking up space where someone else could greatly benefit.ALL of my children are successful in their career choices (yes, career) and have what is called tenure ... that thing where you stay with a job for more than 6 months at a time. One is tier 2 for MAC support on her way to Team Lead, one owns TWO successful businesses and has had to turn down new contracts because she's so busy, and one is an EMT working towards his paramedic certification. My daughter-in-law is working for the county they live in as a 911 operator. The 3 oldest grands are working or going to college, and the other 4 are making excellent grades in school. One of them is even getting college courses during her first year of high school.
You have changed jobs so many times in the past 5 years, your resume looks like a novel instead of a short story. And each time you get a new position with a new company you swear this is your chosen career. Gimme a break, you have to have longevity and history before you can claim a career. No matter what you do, which job you have or where you live, you are never going to be happy simply because you refuse to be. You don't have the balls to face reality and figure out how to make your life better, so you will always be a loser in everything you do. Because you have such a short attention span and can't absorb anything, your multiple attempts at bettering yourself or learning more always fail. You have never followed anything more than 5 minutes and then blame that failure on anything (mostly your supposed PTSD) or anyone who happens to be handy to take that blame.I am what I am, I don't make excuses and I don't try to reinvent myself every time I change my underwear.
One more thing and then I'm done. THIS POST is the first time I've ever written about you. If you see yourself in any other post I've written, that is YOUR insecurity, paranoia and guilty conscience plaguing you. Don't push your schizophrenic crap off on me. I do NOT have multiple accounts on any site so I can stalk you, and I have not created other blogs just to try and thwart you. You are one delusional and stupid cunt. And I regret EVER thinking of you as a friend.
And BTW, I changed the comment settings. If you want to comment you are going to have to use your Google account to do so. Don't have Google? Too bad, no comments for you.
