“Ahem, Ahem” DJ Kool, Dougie Fresh…..
I only have a few minutes before Merrill, aka Clark Griswold, sweeps us out of here and into the Happiest Place on Earth. First of all, it is a misnomer that Magical Kingdom is a place where all your dreams come true. It’s freaking 102 degrees, and my real dream is to be in Jamaica with Merrill’s cousins, but because I chose to have babies so late in life, I’m going to be singing Zippidy Do Dah out of my ass all day, with a Duchess, that at about 1p, won’t even want to be there anymore anyway, HOWEVER, because we mortgaged the house to pay for the tickets and plane ride, Merrill is going to make us stay there and nap in the family restroom. I married him because he’s cute….and great with Nesquick, not because he’s the world’s best compromiser, but he means well, and good Nesquick is a pretty hard to find…. Let Me Clear My Throat…I got some things to get off my chest.
Number ONE, if you post anymore pictures of abused children, and it reaches my Newsfeed, I will hide and possibly delete your ass. That’s it. I can’t do it anymore. Truth is, as an Empath, I have a responsibility to know what my triggers are. For me, its abuse. Any kind of abuse. For years (well since the advent of FB), I’ve kept silent at the horrific photographs of children, pets, seniors..and the abortions that were scrolled upon my pages…I’m an Animal Advocate, so there is a certain level of abuse I DO deal with (realistically) but I don’t have to see, know, or read the innocent children. Do you KNOW how helpless I feel when I see those images, and frankly, some of them aren’t abuse, but memes created to start mess. I’m done! Why do that? “Oh everyone needs to know”, Umm, no they don’t, and half the time, the poster doesn’t even have permission of the parent to post the volating pics of the babies. If my kids were abused, I’d post the picture of the corpse….the corpse of the abuser, not violate the privacy rights of my children, whom frankly would have been through enough already….Abuse is of Satan….I MEAN IT….I choose Peace….I’m done. It takes me hours, sometimes FREAKING days to get those images out of my mind, if that offends you, I’ll miss you, but maybe not really.
Number TWO, I will no longer tolerate the misleading meme’s that seems to have corrupted our society! Clinton laughing because she got a child rapist off….NO SHE DIDN’T…I had to go investigate that one personally. Read the damned things, snoop it, hire a medium, but for the love of God, stop committing the sin of Gossip and spreading untruths; which you KNOW are untruths, just because you simply don’t like a candidate. I don’t like either candidate…but so far this season, we have a crook, a liar, a pussy, a bigot, a bitch, a weasel, both rich AND morally poor, they do not need our help looking bad. Every time I go on Snoops, it says, “Welcome back Ronnie”. I need Peace and frankly, after all the crap we share, I’ll need an enema by the end of the day. We get it…both candidates are assholes….they suck! Now can we talk about things that really do matter…like my sex life, my kids….how cute they are….how well Princess turned out…how nice my nails are….my bags….Your kids, your nails, your sex life….your bags…..I mean anything other…than hate. As a digression, it was brought to my attention that some of you don’t know what “Nesquick” means…I love it when someone asks….I love most of you (some of you, not so much), and if you leave, I’ll understand….but please….for the love of all things sane….stop with the abuse, the hate, the gossip….no wonder we’re all on antidepressants. Gotta go. Merrill thinks he’s being adorable right now. I’m just trying to stay mentally afloat…there’s no way he’s getting Chocolate Milk, and 18 hours at Disney in the same day….Let Me Clear My Throat….with my mood, I may have to go hide him too. Be Blessed.
Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Thursday.