NIMBY (Not in my backyard)

So, Cher has decided she agrees with the conservative/Rebublican party. Well, not quite, but man, she sure is sounding like it.

President Trump (ok, 2 1/2 years in and I STILL can’t say/think that without both snickering and just thinking “I can’t believe he’s president!!”) mentioned sending illegals to “sanctuary cities”.

Given Trump’s delight in pissing people off via Twitter, I’m guessing this was a jab at Democrats… and to me a very funny one at that. Not only would this endeavor not pass legality issues, the logistics in doing so would be insane. It would not and could not happen.

It’s still a seriously funny idea to me, though.

Not a very funny idea to the very anti-Trump “Goddess of Pop”, Cher (who gave her that title? “Goddess of Pop”? Really? Cripes.) She was not impressed and was quick to suffer from foot-in-mouth disease on Twitter.

Oh really? Is LA the only one with homeless they can’t take care of? Oh wait… No, it’s not. It’s one of the big complaints from those saying we need to not take care of illegals. But I guess only LA or other California cities are allowed to complain about that.

Amusingly, she’s gotten comments on this Tweet explaining that the Republican party has been saying this same thing forever. Clueless.

And it gets funnier. She again makes another point for not letting illegals in.

Haven’t been vetted. Wait, hasn’t that also been something brought up by those wanting to deal with the illegal problem? What’s vetting? Oh wait… could that be coming here legally? Wow. If only someone would make that a possibility. Oh, wait….

So, Cher doesn’t want her city to have to deal with unvetted, dependent on the government structure illegal immigrants.

Well, Cher, either do we. Welcome to the Republican party.

Oh, “random celebrity”, you’re so brave!!

We’re going to start this post a little differently than usual because I want to make a few bits of terminology clear. Because this is about celebrities some things need to be kind of fleshed out first:

  • When I say “our” I mean the people that “pay their salary” by buying their movies/buy the products sponsoring their TV shows/buy the products their endorsing
  • “Fault” means them having something that all the rest of us have always had to deal with but when it because a “fad” to admit it, then it’s a “fault”
  • “Brave” means admitting they can actually get what we all have, and how brave depends on what admitting it will get them.
  • “Inspiration” is what they are when they have the exact same thing your neighbor/friend/family member/person walking down the street that you’re annoyed by because they’re also showing the “fault” but is in your way.

So, here’s the thing. I get that celebrities generally live under different circumstances than we do. They have to look their best constantly (yeah, that’s our fault though, isn’t it?). They have to show off their prestige (that’s also our fault). They can’t show faults unless it makes them feel brave for having said faults (huh, our fault too, I believe).

But it seems that nowadays, “faults” are all the rage. And while I do understand that coming out and admitting you suffer from a mental illness IS very big and unusual (and could likely lessen your roles in Hollywood), it has gotten more and more… and I’m ok with that for the most part (there will always be attention getting folks that “pretend”, but if they’re doing that they do have some kind of mental illness anyway, even if it’s not the one they’re claiming they have).

I also understand some ailments could limit roles/availability of roles. But… Ok, yes, this is going to get personal. Some actress apparently “came out” last year that she has MS. Is it bad? Apparently. And, of course, the little blip that I saw likely isn’t the only “news story” out there about it. But she’s all decked out, with her “custom cane”, made up (which I do get), and walking with the interviewer wearing her fancy clothes (after talking about financial hardship to the woman) and her high heels… wait, heels? I have problems walking in tennis shoes on my best day…

Do I think she’s faking it? No. I see NO reason for someone to do so. But she does really seem like she’s putting on a “show”. I guess that’s what we’ll get from an actress. And then the discussion on how she’ll be going back to the doctor in a year and seeing how things are going: “I want to see… I want to see for other people and I want to see for me, see where I am..”

For other people? Not even sure what that means. Maybe she wants to see if she’s gotten enough people’s attention enough? Hopefully it’s because she wants to bring awareness. Who knows. But I really think it’s time we stopped giving celebrities kudos for things we wouldn’t give the person down the street who doesn’t come out much, or the cashier at the store having problems, or the person in front of us moving a little slower in line, or any other number of people who have problems of any magnitude, whether it’s MS, lupus, anxiety, chronic pain, bipolar, fibromyalgia, HAE, Rheumatoid Arthritis, Crohns, … and there are lots more.

Please, yay for celebrities that are actually bringing awareness to light. But if it seems like attention hunting, than maybe it is.

Or I could just be sensitive.

Adding a little spice to my life

I have an herb garden. Have I mentioned the herb garden? I got the herb garden as a Valentine’s Day present (never mind we haven’t done presents for years. I think Jon just thought I’d like the herb garden and used this as an excuse. lol) and found really nice planters to go in it. Of course while I measured and picked the planters carefully, they don’t all fit in there. But that’s ok, they look nice. Yes, I did put the letters on there using my wonderful Cricut. First time I’ve done the sticky vinyl! Used removable so I can change it easily if I get different herbs.

Anyway, the whole point of this (yes, there is a point!) is I’ve got little sprouts!! Yay!!

It’s amazing how quickly these little buggers grow. The first pictures were taken Saturday evening (2/23), and the second pictures were taken on Sunday evening (2/24). They should be 4 ft tall by the end of the week! (yeah, I know, not really… but that would be funny, wouldn’t it?)

So, new little plants to take care of. Now, if I can actually juggle keeping everything alive (I also have three potted lilac bushes, one potted gardenia spring that was in the garden under the gardenias, the gardenias themselves, a few phlox that I hope come back up, the daffodils that are doing just fine, and a lavender that I didn’t expect to still be there!), I’ll be shocked! (and I’ll get pictures of everyone once mother nature stops being bipolar out there and figures out what season she’s going to give us!!)

And we’re here!

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Looking forward to getting this all set!

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Plants and gardening!

Went through all my plants in a little check. Looks like I’m going to lose one rose out of 6, so that isn’t bad (at least it’ll give me a pot to put the sixth one in that I shouldn’t have bought. :P). I’m starting to “wake them up”. They’ll go out on the front porch maybe in March?

Also looks like I’m going to lose my funky looking portulaca that’s in a pot. If it goes, I’ll either find another or put regular portulacas in it. All my other regular hanging plants look good. Really need to get hangers on two of them. I even have the rings for them, just haven’t done it.

Everything else looks good though! Yay! Daffodils that I separated when I found the big bulb while gardening is coming up and a few actually have flower buds already! Hope we don’t get a bad freeze/frost that might kill them. Lavender is still there and I’m hoping it gets big during the summer (it should get part to full sun where it is. Gardenias are, of course, fine. I’ll give them a good trim also after risk of frost (probably late March maybe?). They really need it. Might see if I can make them balls. 😀 Also will massively trim back the stupid boxwood in the front of the house.

Lilacs in their pots (three of them) are looking very good, and 2 already have leaf buds that are green! The other has leaf buds but not open as well as the others. Will likely pull them in if frost, but I’ll see. Might not. Would love to get rid of the boxwood and just put a lilac there instead. (the others might go with us when we eventually move, but they also might be too big by then.).

So, yeah. If anyone is interested in my plant abilities it’s been a big yay this year!!

Accusation imbalance?

I’m hoping this is received in the manner it is meant. I’m a little skeptical that there is only a few women guilty of sexual harassment (and one is against another woman). I’ve seen and heard about all these accusations, the instant downfall of people who are accused (before their day in court). and yet there’s a complete lack of women being accused. Most of the “Hollywood Elite” are self important and entitled, and think they can do anything. And there aren’t women who have done the same as their male counterparts?

List of all Hollywood men accused of sexual assault and harassment

And then this one, that lists one female (and it was an accusation by another female):

Another list of Hollywood and music sexual harassment allegations

And now this one (this post was written a few weeks ago, I’ve just been a little hesitant to post it until now). A congresswoman, part of the “#MeToo” thing, is now being accused:

https://www.cbsnews.com/news/california-assemblywoman-cristina-garcia-accused-of-groping-daniel-fierro/

I’ll say this about the accusations. Will we ever learn if any of these are false, if they’re just accusations to “get something”. And before people jump all over me, saying that’s wrong thinking, I want you to know this: I was accused of sexual harassment when I was a manager at Petsmart. Yes. I was accused by an employee, female, who said I was inappropriate with her. Would you like the story, or just assume she was right?

You’re getting the story. I and this woman (we’ll call her Bianca) were talking while stocking or something. She was complaining that her boyfriend never wanted sex, and she always did. I laughed and said that we should swap since my husband at the time always wanted to and I didn’t.

I don’t know how long after that she went to the director, but I’m betting it was pretty quick.

Now why did she do that? Well, she was mad that she wasn’t getting full time status. And yes, after the dust settled (thankfully there wasn’t much dust since that director, despite being a dick, knew it wasn’t how she tried to describe it), she told one of the other women in the department that she hoped they’d finally give her full time to “make it up to her”. She even laughed about being taken seriously. Was she let go? Nope. She made the accusation, and was happy to grin at me every time we interacted.

I could have lost my job, and in this climate I likely would have…. all for commenting along with her. (she was not shy about anything she said, by the way. Did it with everyone).

So, yeah… I’m having a problem believing all of these are true, and that there are almost no women guilty. Have I been “harassed”? Probably, if you follow the general comments of everyone. Have I been assaulted? Yes, I have. A former boyfriend pushed and didn’t stop the first, oh, 10 times I told him to. And I was also the object of “asleep touching” (woke up to being ogled and “touched” while assumed to be asleep. And it happened a few times (of course, I got out of that relationship, and am better for it. Took a while, mostly because I had wanted to try to “stick it out”. But then I realized that was stupid, and it really wasn’t a big stigma anymore). What have I felt since? I’m stronger. I’m more determined to never let it happen again.

No, I’m not stupid enough to think that none of these are true, that this isn’t happening in Hollywood, in the music industry, and in every day life for women. I’m also not stupid enough to think that it’s an easy thing to get past. We DO need to treat assault accusations seriously. But we also have to get a handle on the “harassment” definition. It’s broad. I could have brought harassment charges against that dick director for his comments of “getting your panties in a wad”. Was it harassment? No, it wasn’t. Men are afraid to tell women they look good for fear of being accused (and don’t even try to argue that it hasn’t happened). Why aren’t women afraid? Why isn’t harassment against men treated the same? Why is it considered not masculine? That’s another thing we need to change.

I think we, as women, need to be the ones to start this conversation, to help make this change. Why is it a “female strength” thing? Are more women harassed? Yes, I won’t deny that. But why can’t we be “human’s against harassment”? Why are we constantly dividing ourselves in every way. We’re one race, we’re one people. When this stops being a “women’s issue”, we will have more strength… because we’ll have strength in numbers.

Feelings of uselessness

It’s days like today… the past few weeks, actually, that the MS really rears it’s ugly head. Forgetful, addled, clumsy,…

Is it the “new” medication? Is it not working as well? The infusions seemed to work better, but I can’t take them anymore because of JCVirus and the risks involved with PML (which I think I explained in a previous post). So I’m on a pill, and I don’t know how well it’s actually working. Mention it to the Dr., and she says (reminds me) that stress can cause the MS to “bleed through”. So avoid stress.

Stress? Let’s talk about stress. I’m aware that people have it worse than me, but that doesn’t help (and don’t bother telling me to think about it, I won’t respond because if I do, I WILL go off in a big way). So, what are my current stresses? Let’s list them:

  • Trying to get rid of the house in Chattanooga that needs repairs. Yes, there are repairs going on now, but in the mean time, we’re still paying mortgage on it, to the tune of $800. This is on top of our rent here.
  • Having been out of work for 2 months and having to use some of the insurance money for living stuff, and now having to come up with the money to pay for the repairs on the house.
  • Finding out there are more damages once they’ve gotten through some of the demo for fixing the house. This means getting the insurance adjuster out and having them take another look, and hoping they’ll be willing to give more money for repairs.
  • Jon having hurt himself and having been out of work since May. Thankfully he has short term disability and is getting paid regularly, but not paying any medical bills.
  • Having fought with Jon’s worker’s comp for so long that his treatment got very delayed and he’s still not really gotten any answers.
  • Trying to get myself back into the swing of things at work and having a hard time because of brain fog. I “get lost” sometimes while I’m working on something, and this sends me into anxiety. And with having taken so much time off, I don’t want to ask to go home because of it even though I have a hard time functioning.
  • Medical bills. Paying them off little bits at a time, but they’re just hanging over my head.
  • All of the kids being behind on their shots due to lack of money for it. And Percy is back to chewing himself so bad that he’s getting hairballs again. Few things quite as disgusting as a dog hairball.
  • Doing shows by myself because Jon can’t manage it (this I don’t blame him for, I was where he was and I don’t want him making himself worse). Yeah, I could not do the shows, but I need to try and get another inflow of cash.
  • Keeping up with custom orders while still trying to make stuff for shows.
  • Trying to pick good shows and having failed at that at the beginning of the year, meaning that I spent money to sit and not sell anything or barely sell enough to make the price of the table/booth.
  • Trying to keep things together at home: cooking, laundry, what little cleaning I do (which I will admit isn’t much). Also, grocery shopping, picking up medications, any other little things we need
  • Having my show tent break at a recent show and having to cut what could have been a profitable show short because I couldn’t use my tent. And now having to fix or replace it, or just not do any more outdoor shows. (and the worst part of this is realizing on my way home what I could have done to be able to stay… which just made me feel like more of an idiot)
  • Taking the dogs for their walks alone and just not being able walk them as far as they need. The heat is hard on me, and makes my brain fuzzy if I’m out in it too long (another problem with the outdoor shows. The most recent one left me feeling like someone had toasted my brain on high, and it felt like that for days. Crunchy brain.).
  • Having to be overly careful to not fall on my ass/face because it’ll likely undo the surgery I had. As someone who has always tripped over her own feet (and pebbles, and flush cracks in the sidewalk, and dust bunnies, and leaves, and….), this does make me self conscious, and again, feeling like an oaf who’s almost 43 and still hasn’t figured out how to use her own body yet.

So, what has all this caused? Brain fog where I get lost with what I’m supposed to be doing, both at home and at work. This makes stuff at work take a little longer because I have to double check to make sure I’m doing things right. Anxiety attacks where I just want to curl up in a ball and not doing anything for… well, honestly, days. I have to push through it with anxiety pills and willpower to be able to get anything done. Agitation with any little thing… the dogs needing to go out, needing to stop what I’m doing to do something else that’s necessary, the dogs barking at anything, the post office not delivering a package because they’re incompetent, the idiot driving in front of me that’s doing 25 in a 35 zone, the seat cushions on the couch moving out of place, the cats getting into things they shouldn’t. Finding myself constantly typing the wrong word… and I’m not talking about typos, I’m talking about typing “park” instead of “wouldn’t”, or typing a completely wrong name at work when I’m looking for a client. Not being able to come up with the word (or words) for what I’m talking about.

I just feel constantly on edge and at the point of breakdown pretty much all the time. And I just keep waiting for the next bad thing to happen. If I take any kind of drive, I’m often blaring Nine Inch Nails through the stereo in the car, which is my go to overly stressed album. And I feel bad, but there are a lot of times I just want to be alone. With Jon not working, he’s home and that’s not something I’m used to. We’re good in that we don’t have to constantly be in each other’s business, but it’s still a big change from what I’ve been used to for the past, oh…. 12+ years. And I hate feeling that.

The bipolar of course isn’t helping. The medication that was working fine now isn’t cutting it, but I hate the idea of upping things again. I’m an advocate for staying on medication, but that doesn’t mean I really like taking it. I still mentally fight myself with sometimes feeling useless because I need it.

I’m sick of being strong. I’m over being strong. But I don’t have a choice in the matter.

Doctors, tests and surgery, oh my!

This has been quite a week. I don’t usually do this kind of thing to myself, but it was just unavoidable. 4 doctor appointments in 3 days. Yeah, I’m a glutton for punishment sometimes. heh

First appointment of the week was the medication shrink. I pretty much fall apart in her office, and we have the longest session I think we’ve ever had. I really like this woman, she’s been good for me. Gets my sense of humor (well, as much as I show her anyway), has similar “beliefs” as I do, doesn’t pull any punches. I admit, I’m not usually a fan of female doctors, but she’s been great. So happy I made the change.

A bit of an aside, and a word of advice for everyone, don’t be afraid to “fire” your doctor. It doesn’t necessarily mean they’re not a good doctor, they might just not be a good fit for you. Health care professionals are a VERY personal choice. Of course, you want someone that’s competent, doesn’t make mistakes, keeps up to date on new technologies, new treatments, the latest research, etc. That’s a given. But someone can be technically/medically “perfect” and still not be a good fit for you. You need to be able to trust your doctor/nurse/dentist/shrink, etc, and you need to feel comfortable telling them what problems you’re having, and even challenging them if you’re not sure something is working. If you’re going along just because you don’t want to rock the boat or hurt their feelings or whatever, you’re not doing EITHER of you any good. I believe on the whole, most doctors, etc, want to help their patients get better. If they’re not doing that for you, for whatever reason, making them believe they are or ignoring the issues isn’t going to make them happy. And I think generally they can tell things aren’t going the way they should… but are they going to “fire” you? Likely not. They’re going to keep trying, and likely as not, failing because it’s not a good match. Think of the relationship as exactly that… a relationship. If you’re keeping a friend around because you don’t want to hurt their feelings, how is it really helping either of you? You’re miserable, and they’re still around when they could be “with” someone else. Open up that space for them and find a better match for you.

Anyway, back to the first appointment of the week. We discussed how things were going (the MS treatment change, the house, the back pain, the nervousness about seeing the surgeon, etc) and she said that while medication isn’t going to fix any of that, not having a medication that’s working for me isn’t going to help me deal with it either (ah, the joys of mental illness. When the chemicals are out of whack, it takes 20 times more to deal with some stress that others might just take in stride.). So, we’re trying a new anti-depressant. Just like any other medication, sometimes things just stop working. I’ve been on Celexa on and off for the past… Oh… 100 years or so? heh Amusingly, as we were discussing other pills, there was a lot of “Have you tried this?” “Yeah, it worked ok.” “Ok, how about this?” “Oh no, that one didn’t work for me at all.” “Let’s see. I have that you’ve tried this and this and this, and they didn’t work so great.” “Geez, I think I really need to start keeping a list of all of these.” “Might not be a bad idea.” So, we’re trying one that I don’t think I’ve tried before, and so, we start the “medication dance” again. Tango, anyone?

Second appointment of the week was the talking shrink. Haven’t seen her in a while due to craziness on my end, and then a cancellation on her end. We haven’t met since before Christmas so there was a bit to go over. And I think we finally made a little bit of a “breakthrough”. Yay! Took a little back and forth, but I think she finally got through my thick head a little bit and helped me see things a little differently. Just needed to find the right analogy, really. Again, we come back to that “right fit” idea.

Third appointment was this morning with the orthopaedic surgeon. Boy, was that one making me anxious. We went over all the details of my back, what I’ve tried, what issues I’ve had, what the MRI said, etc… but, of course, he had to send me down for yet more x-rays before all of this, and, of course, they had to bend me every which way to get the images he wanted. :/ I didn’t really hurt a ton before that but boy was I feeling it afterwards! (and I understand why it was that way, mind you, but it still didn’t make it hurt any less). And he was definitely a surgeon. Buy, are they a different breed entirely. Thankfully I’ve dealt with a few of them so I kind of knew what to expect, but they’re a tough one to deal with. The only “personable” surgeon I’ve ever had was the one that fixed my nose. He was great. The rest have all been very matter-of-fact, dry, etc. He wasn’t too bad though.

What he did tell me was that it’s not a herniated disc, but a bone spur. So, yeah, there’s that. Not sure how the two can be mistaken, but I’m not a doctor. But it’s still a problem, it’s still causing issues, and needs to be fixed. And that, in his opinion, means surgery. A “laminectomy” to be technical. For ease, here’s a link to a little information about it from the Mayo Clinic, but for quickness, it’s basically him taking away a little of the vertebra off to make more room for things. Like I need to be missing any more parts! (I am missing one of my ribs, never born with it apparently. Found out when I was about 12 and they were checking out my scoliosis, and elicited the comment “I always knew you weren’t all there” from my Granny. Love and miss that woman). But first, I get to have something called a nerve conduction study, or EMG for short (yeah, I don’t know, look it up. 😀 ). Last one I had was… unpleasant, to put it mildly. That’s scheduled for the beginning of February. Thankfully, through this process, I had a dear friend there to help with listening, asking questions that I forgot/didn’t think of, and generally making me calmer and more able to focus on what he was saying rather than just shutting down. <3 Love you, lady!

And finally… I ended today with an appointment with a doctor I respect and trust, and frankly missed a lot when he left Chattanooga. Man, am I glad I decided to see him about all this. This is a doctor that is a good fit for me, can explain things in a way to make them comprehensible, is patient enough to re-explain things when I’m lost, goes to the computer to look up references to show me, and is generally one of the most compassionate doctors I’ve ever met. I got very lucky to find out he ended up in the same area as I did. He helped explain EMGs to me and why they’re a good diagnostic tool (they test the nerves in sections so they can rule out what part is and isn’t working. For those that understand the reference, it’s kind of like using a multimeter for the nervous system. They try to find out where the problem with the nerve actually is, and thus can pinpoint where the actual problem is), showed me a diagram that helped explain why damage/issues with different parts of the spine make different parts of the body react the way they do (This picture isn’t really graphic, but it might not be safe for work or kids. It’s good, though. Incidentally, my spine damage is at L5-S1, which shows why I’m having pain down my leg, and have occasionally had pain on the side and front of my leg: Dermatome picture ), pointed out that I have done all the steps I could do, and in order, and that the next logical step would be surgery, as well as some information about spinal/nerve damage that I didn’t know… And generally reassured me that while it’s a big choice, it really seems to be the right one. I’m not happy about it, but I feel better informed and calmer. (this is also the same doctor that finally got me into a medication shrink and put forth the idea that I might need more than just an anti-depressant… and while it took a while to find the right medication, it’s the best thing that’s happened for me mental health wise). If you read this, thank you Doc.

So, now that y’all have read me ramble on, I hope you can take something away from this, some little bit that might help you either now or in the future. For me, it’s just good to get it out, get it “logged”, and be able to move onto the next step, whatever that might be.

Oh, and I ended the day with a little shooting practice and dinner from Jason’s Deli. I won’t bother you with pictures of my dinner, but I’m going to brag a little about my shooting. Didn’t do as good as I would have liked at 10 yards, but I started strong and finished weak… I was having problems keeping a good stance due to pushing myself a little too much today and making my back/leg hurt. But not bad for not having shot in, oh, maybe 2 years?

Target at 5 yards

Target at 10 yards

And now, I go to watch some Netflix with my wonderful hubby via XBox Live/internet.

Aaaaah, the internet…

Facebook somewhat reminds me of the old BBSes we used to be on, back before access to the “internet” was public for all to spew, er…. see. When I first started on Facebook, it was all pictures of friends and pets and selfies and the like. There were hundreds of invites for silly games and stupid quizzes and cute pictures.

Wow, has that changed. Nowadays, it’s all snipping at each other for different beliefs that we ALL knew at one time.

Here’s my thing,… it’s time to get over it. We are doing NO good sniveling at each other when there’s no chance of changing other people’s minds. What will actually happen is that we’ll alienate those around us, both friends and family alike. We will also alienate those friends of friends, making us look a fool and making that friend wonder why they would be friends with people that would “bully” us, and use terms like “I’m just surprised you feel that way”, which, at least to some, comes across as “Wow, I didn’t know I was smarter than you!”. Or how about “your so-in-so supporting friends are idiots.” Bravo. At least you’ve gotten some people to agree with you, but your friend now has a bunch of people rolling their eyes… and possibly unfriending them so they don’t have to see your crap.

And it never stops. I re-followed someone on Facebook because I was told they weren’t sharing political stuff anymore, and 2 days after I started seeing their posts on my feed, there was a ridiculous political meme. If it was an article from a “reliable” news source (and, honestly, I don’t think there are really any of those anymore, but at least if it was from one of the big ones, ok), I’d have just scrolled on past. I’m getting rather good at that. But no, it was useless rubbish. So, back on the unfollow list they went. Maybe in another 6 months I’ll revisit the list.

But more just keep getting added. I’m over it. I don’t care what side it’s from, I’m over it. It’s all a load of bullshit. ALL of it, both sides. And I’m just not going to be subjected to it anymore.

Here’s a clue: No one except those that feel exactly the same as you care about your memes and political pictures and quotes and jokes, and even some of those people don’t care either. “Alternate facts” and Madonna and Mylie the crotch grinders complaining about Trumps lack of morals, and possibly being willing to unplug life support to charge a phone… And the more you complain about the “other side” while still posting this drivel because it’s “funny”. No, it stopped being funny a long time ago… As in, before the internet was even online.

At least if you have something to say, say it yourself. Don’t post someone else’s post with no comment of your own because you agree with “most” or “some” of it. Yeah, I share stuff… but you’ll notice that I have a comment to make about it, something I wrote myself.

And I have my blog. I’ve been using it more because it allows me to write what I want without completely covering everyone’s feed with what I think is important. It’s one little link that people can choose to click on or not click on.

As far as me only wanting to deal with people that think the way I do… My best friend and I are very opposed when it comes to political stuff. And I love her dearly. She will always be my best friend, I will always be there for her whenever she needs me. We have discussed politics on occasion, and then we move on to other things after we agree to disagree. We actually LISTEN to what the other person has to say, and sometimes we add our own views to it. But I don’t have to deal with “You’re obviously a racist because you feel that way” and she doesn’t have to deal with “You’re a special kind of stupid” (these are both paraphrased things I’ve seen written either in comments or in memes, nothing we have either said to each other).

So, think before you share that next meme or post or “news” story. Is that how you really want to be viewed by your family and friends? Do you agree with everything it says? How would you feel if someone made the opposite comment/joke about you?

Yeah, that’s what I thought. Now, if y’all will excuse me, I’m going to spend some time away from the computer and on more important things… like my shrink appointment. I have two this week. My mental stability is a little off at the moment, and I’m thinking a “vacation” might be in order.

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