Really? Stalkers Suck!

Honestly. I'm amazed by the idiocy of people some time. I was recently sent a "love letter" from someone who obviously has no life and has spent way too much time and brain power thinking about what I should and shouldn't think. What I shouldn't or shouldn't feel. Or what I should or shouldn't feel grateful for. They called me an idiot more than once but in fact, they are the idiot. They were in my life a short while and barely knew me...but after they wrote me off as a "cold hearted nasty bitch"--their words--and then obviously, based on the content of their "love letter" spend hours researching me....this blog, my Facebook page, my LinkedIn profile, my divorce/ marriage records, property records and where I grew up and the friends I have. In the end, they concluded they had me all figured out. And, even took it upon themselves to offer me some advice. (one correction...no congrats in order...the stuff I wrote about finding out I was pregnant was 21 years ago!)

Okay I don't mean to pass judgment but until you've walked a mile in my shoes...well you just don't know me. My thoughts, actions, feelings and passions shape my reality--just like everyone else. I've had a tough life, a shitty childhood, experienced great loss (my father [before I was born], my grandparents, my step-father [to suicide], in many ways my mother, a baby I planned after Meg [only to learn after that, I could never have any more kids], and of course, Marty) and have seen and experienced things that I wouldn't wish upon my worst enemy and yes...they have scarred me for life, I have dealt with things that most people have been fortunate enough not to have had to deal with. But, make no mistake, I don't pretend to think for one second that I'm better than anyone. Or even think that I've had it harder than anyone else. Everyone has their own "pizza" (inside joke).

And I believe that is true for anyone. If your rich or poor, loved or abused, happy or miserable, we all have problems. And, regardless of the situation the are your problems. And, yes someone always has it worse than you. No matter how small or insignificant your problems may seem to someone else, on a daily basis, they are your problems and people are people and problems are problems.

It's all in how you deal with them. Am I perfect? God NO! I've made a TONS of mistakes. But, I've had a choice. I could blame everyone else for my problems and use that as an excuse and be a loser for the rest of my life....or deal with them...I choose to deal with them. And, I have no room in my life for people who are going to blame others or worse judge me for how I deal with mine Are my issues, still issues?...Hell yes! Does my ability to cope make me better than anyone. Hell NO! Does this make me a cold-hearted nasty bitch? Well yes....if you pass judgment on me.