Wednesday, 1 February 2017

I am not proud of the fact that I sometimes drop to the level of my tormentors.  That is to say I sometimes 'bait' them back, like the things I said last weekend.  I said them because I knew they were listening, and I also knew that they couldn't say anything back because my husband was there. So I let myself be human (again) and succumbed to the temptation to get back at them, but I realise it is futile, it only makes things worse and the only thing I achieve is even more animosity.  It seems that in their universe it is alright for them to say whatever they like about me and I must accept it, but if I try to retaliate, it is held against me.  I know this rationally, but like I said sometimes I just want to fight back.  It is after all the only way i can, it's not like I can do anything else, apart from write here, and let's face it, even this is not considered real.  Ma McG is so obsessed that she actually said , and I quote, "If I have to cut off my own ear, I will get her",  WTF?  What's the plan?  Cut it off and say I did it?  I suppose I could say I had some twisted Van Gogh thing going on.  With all the people that want to smash my face in, cut off my head, get me, and any other variation of this theme you can think of, I am surprised none of you has actually tried to yet.  Well  you know where I am, right next door, come and get me.

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