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I am not going to spend to much time and energy on this because it's not worth it, but just a brief vent here if you cafe to read further.
Since nearly the day of Brian's Dx, I have done a Blog on Blogspot that was called "Life, Love & ALS". I have posted maybe twice a month. I think there has actually been a pretty solid mix of "hard time", practical issues, and positive posts. I shared the link to these posts on my Facebook.
Yesterday, I made a post about it being the night of my organizations annual fundraiser, and how I finally realized I was crabby and upset all day because one year ago, that evening, which was so very nice was our last fully "normal" night together. The very next Brian showed me his foot drop and so it began.
I went on to say though that I was seeking happy things to think about, like just being together right now and the things we could still do.
Well, bouncing back to my Facebook this morning I see a commentthat the first part of the post "sounded like a pity party", but I made up for it with the second half.
The person who made that comment is some distant relative of Brian's. It made no difference to me. I popped her right off my friend's list, which she had only recently joined.
Pity Party? You mean like a teenage girl who got dumped by her high school boyfriend? I have no words, except bad language, very bad language.
People attack what they can't cope with, it's how a lot of people roll.
Particularly I think in the U.S., failure to smack a yellow smiley on every and anything is met with disapproval, denial, even contempt. It's a charming aspect of our culture.
It occured to me that introspection is probably highly overrated, and people without a clue don't need to read my blog anyway.I will keep my online thoughts here, thanks where people may not always agree, but they always understand.
Since nearly the day of Brian's Dx, I have done a Blog on Blogspot that was called "Life, Love & ALS". I have posted maybe twice a month. I think there has actually been a pretty solid mix of "hard time", practical issues, and positive posts. I shared the link to these posts on my Facebook.
Yesterday, I made a post about it being the night of my organizations annual fundraiser, and how I finally realized I was crabby and upset all day because one year ago, that evening, which was so very nice was our last fully "normal" night together. The very next Brian showed me his foot drop and so it began.
I went on to say though that I was seeking happy things to think about, like just being together right now and the things we could still do.
Well, bouncing back to my Facebook this morning I see a commentthat the first part of the post "sounded like a pity party", but I made up for it with the second half.
The person who made that comment is some distant relative of Brian's. It made no difference to me. I popped her right off my friend's list, which she had only recently joined.
Pity Party? You mean like a teenage girl who got dumped by her high school boyfriend? I have no words, except bad language, very bad language.
People attack what they can't cope with, it's how a lot of people roll.
Particularly I think in the U.S., failure to smack a yellow smiley on every and anything is met with disapproval, denial, even contempt. It's a charming aspect of our culture.
It occured to me that introspection is probably highly overrated, and people without a clue don't need to read my blog anyway.I will keep my online thoughts here, thanks where people may not always agree, but they always understand.