Dog Days and Dipshits

Eh.

Lousy shit has been happening lately. 

When lousy shit happens I don’t blog so much, you know?

A long serious illness for me, quickly followed by a horrible health event for my DOG.

I am just getting a little normalcy restored.   You see, I never admitted to anyone in my family just how ill I was.  And I have had to force myself to come to terms with just how ill my DOG is while my family acts like neither thing was really what it actually was.

They should have been able to see and HEAR it while I was so ill.  And how they can look at this poor animal and not have more empathy I simply don’t understand.

Sometimes loved ones – the family members closest to you – are horribly absent from reality.  When that happens you go it all alone, and that is like being crushed from the boulder of unconcern.

The past two months have been that way. 

Sometimes I’d just like to tell everyone who loves me so much to go fuck off.

Just Bah!

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~ by ladysforest on March 30, 2013.

3 Responses to “Dog Days and Dipshits”

  1. To the troll who left the comment which I deleted, Thank You.

    It is because of vile, hateful, cowardly little gits like yourself that I do my work. You are the wind beneath my wings. You keep me aware of all the black souls waiting to absorb faith and freedoms from those they come in contact with.

    People in the real world that are exposed to you are certainly aware of the loathsome limits of your goodwill, your miserable need to inflict hurt to elevate your mood. This is your malignant gift to the people in your life. The one thing that is certain is that the only influence you will ever have on anyone will be of a sinister nature. For that I can and do pity you, but I pity those that must claim you even more.

    Happy Easter.

  2. Thank you for all that you do, LF. I can’t get involved in internet discussion any more because I have too much going on, but I check in at MVOPOV when I can. I found that some people don’t want to hear they are being prayed for, but I do it anyways.

    • Thanks Charo. I think it’s funny when people don’t want to be prayed for. Like they think it’s going to “stick” to them and take control against their will. If only.

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