Last Straw

Written on 8-8-14

Last night was the last straw.

Sorry for the short blurb last blog, I had the idea early in my shift and by the time I got to writing it, I needed to be quick, and had distractions galore.

This time, I was extremely angry last night about what a certain person was saying, and I remembered what someone else said about those type of people. They are shit-stirrers. They are bored, so they decide to stir up some shit and cause a little hell. To make their lives a little interesting for a bit.

This person can take a hike.

This person reads by blog, and by doing so feels they have the “inside scoop” of Micah’s feelings.

I rattle on about stuff all the time. That’s how im feeling then, not all the time. Sometimes, yeah maybe it is more than an hour I feel strong about it. I change my mind, just like anyone else does. I’m thankful to have a mind TO change. And im also glad I am more open minded than a lot of the up-tight people running the place. Thinking within the tiny little box of “me” and excluding all the ones who says “what box?” I’m the “what box?” type. Exclude me if you want to, id rather live in the world where dreams come true, and the impossible is just difficult. The freest minds are our children’s’. Nothing is impossible to them until they see the science behind it, then the fun and mystery is gone. Like knowing how a magician does a trick. When a kid sees it 20 times its awesome every time, but when they see how its done, its not the same. The fun was gone, the innocence of it isn’t there anymore. Kids have the most open minds about everything, even the things adults find to be silly. A child thought about flying like a bird a long time ago, and that Idea never left him even as he grew up and made a flight device with his brother. People called them crazy, but when it worked, people called them geniuses. Theory or relativity? Space-time continuum? All rants of a loon whom everyone else claimed to be insane, but now are called geniuses. Thinking outside the box got us so far with technology, entertainment, communication… We shouldn’t always think inside reality. Think big, believe big, and aim big. When you fail, you learn what doesn’t work, and know what NOT to do next time you try. This sounds familiar. To me.

Getting idle threats from people is sickening, especially considering the role they are supposed to play in my familily’s life. Take, take take take, then point the finger at the one last person who will help, and call them selfish?

You may be miserable, several failed relationships, own medical issues (which only you are responsible for)- I get it. Your miserable, and you don’t want to be miserable alone, so you call us. You said you were sorry, but I don’t think you honestly meant it. 
You know what else? I’m not going to be discrete about it anymore. I know you read my blog, and im not going to sugar coat it with BS. Ill drop hints so you will know who you are, and if you cant figure it out, well, rest assured there are SEVERAL people who will know it is you.

When I first met Stacie, she was miserable. She was in school, 2 jobs, and (seeing from personal experience) your care taker, and without a better term, slave. She did so much, and gave her little appreciation. The more stories she told me about her child hood, the less I respected you, but still gave the benefit of the doubt it may be blown out of proportion. I remember, it was easy to get you to like me… I was drinking that night… Did you know that? Well I pulled her away from you, and you were so angry I took your slave away. Now, you had no one to feed your pets, clean up after you, run your errands, cook… (she’s a great cook BTW, your loss on that one) You gave us a home, and sold it WHILE we were living in it. Gave us what? A week to get out? While we first talked about going to AZ, her first words were “Yes. Let’s go.” She also said the further away she was from you, the happier she would be. She was right about that. The only time she cried was when it was “that time” or she talked to you on the phone. We got pinned with yet, ANOTHER bill because “you couldn’t afford it for 3 months” and didn’t bother to tell us until they threatened to cut off our service… and guess who had to pay the overdue charges, and continue paying until the day we moved? Me.  I did it. I had to, because if I didn’t, Stacie’s credit score would have been hurt. Did you care? Not enough to help, hell, it wasn’t your credit, nor your bill, why should you care?

All of her life, it was “your fat, lose weight, go on a diet, your lazy, you must have ADHD, you have to have diabetes” Now look. The tables have turned. You now are what you told her she was. Your med packed on weight, you got lazy and have diabetes. Maybe if you weren’t so cruel to her, maybe things would be different. Karma is a bitch aint it? You see she’s happily married, and you aren’t. As far as I know, 3 failed marriages , and your family will vouch that you are NOT the easiest person to get along with. (that’s sugar coating it, because after what’s been said, I HAD to sweeten THAT up) Oh what the hell. 3 kids, only one returns your calls…. Why you ask? Guilt trips and manipulation is your game, so they don’t bother. They know your miserable and lonely, and they know you are going to try to make them miserable with you.

That’s grilln’ beans, yo. I never want to answer the phone for someone who’s just going to talk down to me, and guilt trip me, or manipulate me into doing something for them because they just don’t want to do it themselves… So I don’t. If its going to take time away from me with my family, I expect to be paid. WITH MONEY. Not a piece of crap lying around the house that’s been broken for a month, an out of date whatcha-callit because you got a new one. From you, Money. Gas there gas back, gas running around, doing the errands, re-imbursement, every cent. And your checks, and IOU’s, aren’t worth didly squat to me.

Back to the marriages…

Who do you think you are to give us marriage advice? 3 failed ones isn’t a good track record to making a happy marriage. Neither is 2. One failed, fine, mistakes are made, two failed and one successful, right on, you learned from your mistakes.

Our marriage is no one’s business but our own. We get upset, and stressed, and seeking advice within that time is more than acceptable. I prefer our relationship to be honest. Seems to me the Mrs. Agrees with that. We have gotten to almost 7 years so far, based on honesty, understanding, and compromise. (along with other attributes) It works for us, so we keep it that way. Every marriage is different, just like the people who are in it. Once you find how it works, there is no need to try other methods of someone who has more failed relationships than socks.

Another tip on those who like to give advice, two things to be aware of:

1. Make sure they really are asking for your advice,  they may just want you to listen.

2. It’s better to have knowledge on the subject.

Giving you and every other reader a little something to think about how they treat people. “is this how I would like to be treated?”

That question sadly isn’t asked enough these days. Shame.