I will apologize up front about the less than positive note of this post (well it's sorta positive at the end) but I need to rant a little here...because I get very worked up about this. People trying to come back into your life (or in this case the kids life...not using names which I will explain) 17ish plus years later thinking they can waltz in because they decide they want to. Wrong. Now I can't use my kids name here because this person obsessively stalks the internet for her. Part of why I discontinued my old blog was due to him. So many of you know I changed her phone number due to him as well. Well he somehow found her new one. He can see my house on the internet he says...congrats you know how to use Google and Google earth.
Hint: if she says she doesn't want you in her life, blocks you on social media and changes her phone number...that means she actually, really, truly does not want you in her life. Kinda like that movie He's Just Not That Into You now that I think about it!
So when you then stalk her school newspaper and my social media and put together bits and pieces and think for some reason you are entitled to know what happened and what it all means...wrong again. People amaze me. I don't get passionately worked up about much. But when I find out he asked another family member why the kid was alone for 3 weeks while I was gone boy that was it. I do not owe any man an explanation any more. Period. Nor will I be threatened or harassed into providing one. Nor will I allow my kid to be harassed. Nor will I have my kid afraid to write and publish articles because he will see. Read away. But you don't get to ask questions.
I am baffled at what people think they are owed when they have given nothing. I don't get worked up about much but come at me or my kid...and you'll see just what kind of strength developed during the life I've lived. I have been told I am intimidating and always laughed at that thought. Tonight...he should be intimidated. I have my crap together and am more than confident in the life I've built and how I have built it. (positive note right?!) There won't be anyone else deciding what bricks go where except me. (Sounds like a revelation from turning another year older) So I'm making sure my bricks stay in place. And for someone that is entitled to nothing...that means my house is much bigger and badass than his. #beastmode
(more positive post coming tomorrow...thoughts I have on what I've learned in life as I celebrate another birthday. But this blog is a lot of honest thoughts so that was my honestly for the night)
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