It Is What It Is

I find it amazing... that people who claim they want nothing to do with me talk so much about me behind my back. Maybe it's supposed to hurt my feelings, but it doesn't. My siblings have always been a bunch of backstabbers. If they ever looked in the mirror, they probably still wouldn't see it. But it's perfectly whatever. They have to deal with themselves, I don't. They are the ones who will develop cancer, I won't. I am perfectly at peace. However, there are others that I care very much about that aren't.

To those people I want to say this... find peace. The reason I have so many people on my block list is because I seek peace. If someone brings garbage in my life, it's up to me to decide if I let the garbage stay. Generally, I don't. So my block list is a mile long. A few people have recently made my illustrious block list and I would like to elaborate on it a little.

One of my cousins made my list yesterday. I also blocked his wife and daughter, but not because they are related to him. I make it a policy of mine to not allow someone to be able to check up on what I'm doing, what I'm writing, etc., once they've been blocked. Liz, you and Maggie are great people, and this was not a slam against you. It's merely me covering all bases, just like I've always done. I don't even care that this cousin is particularly pompous and likes to spread it around. What bothered me for a split second was that he actually thought he had a perfect right to do and say whatever he wanted to, even though the issue in question was none of his business. Let me tell you right now... BUTT OUT!!! Having a big degree doesn't make you a big person. It only makes you more educated. You are no better than anyone else. But YOU think you are. Personally, I had nothing against you until the other day, but I was watching you closely because of what I had been told previously. Yesterday was the perfect time to block you from my list because you proved out what other people had told me.

Now... as for a couple others... Joe, you are not my brother. You were wrong when you said we cannot pick our family. I have done so. I pick the people with whom I will share my life. If you ever got over yourself, you'd be faced with a reality you're just not ready for. So go... live on... and find peace. I don't care if you talk about me like you did today. You rarely cross my mind anymore. When I came back from my father's funeral, the first thing I did after putting down my bags, was to take all pictures of that side of the family and put them away in the attic. I have nothing here to remind me of you. Please know that you are not discussed in our house. We talk about positive things and having a conversation about you is a great waste of my time and energy. My family does not want to know you. So go find peace. We are perfectly fine and at peace here.

If anyone who has made it to my block list ever thinks about calling me, let me tell you right now... please don't. Save yourself the humiliation of being hung up on. No one here wants to talk to you. Take it to the bank. We have said all we ever have to say to you. If I wanted you in my life, you would be in it. I have gone my own way and am happy having done so. And if you think otherwise, you are deluding yourself. If and when my family moves north, we have no intention of seeing you or socializing with you. We are merely opening another chapter in our lives.

Life goes on, folks. It may not have gone the way you or I wanted, but it is what it is. I'm going to be happy in spite of you, or maybe because of you. But whatever... you are just a footnote in my life. My family is my life. People like Steve, Jason, Rhys, Dennis, Tracy, Aunt Pat, Uncle Jerry are my family. They've earned it. What have the rest of you done?

Nazdrowie'

Paczki Puta