well...i created this blog because i was tired of hearing my family talk about it. or hearing that they were talking about it amongst themselves. or getting emails about my life choices.
i deleted my twitter because i was tired of people doing the same thing. i'd post something, and sometimes, less than 5 minutes later someone was asking me about it.
i know! it's public. i put it out there. i got that. i have no problem being open and sharing and i also have no problem with people having different opinions about me and my life. fine. but, really? if i was 14 i could understand it.
so i get a phone call this morning concerning my facebook activity. this is the third call. the.third.call. concerning my conversations with other people, my status updates...the subject of which is either drinking, bad language, or talking about something completely inappropriate like kissing girls. oh my GOD send me to hell now! shun. shun. shun. i might as well say what i actually feel and do what i actually want. they'd judge me all the same. i've had several phone calls about alcohol. my family thinks i'm an alcoholic i'm sure. good for them! it'll give them something to talk about with each other over lunch. good lord, guys. seriously.
i know, silly immature rant. but gosh i'm tired of it! i've been officially labeled mentally ill by my family. they said those actual words. horray! i think they'd all be happier if i sat in the corner reading a bible, occasionally patting a child on the head and feeding a homeless person.
i just love being in the middle of a perfectly rounded, sane, christian, loving family.
ok. rant is over.
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don't listen to a word they say. when they have walked in your shoes, then i would value their opinion. (maybe)
ReplyDeletepraying for you always
Maybe bottling your feelings up within yourself is healthier... you know, festering and rotting from the inside out. That sounds much more appropriate.
ReplyDeleteUgh.