In the blog.. so it.. doesnt cause a stir in the main forum..
I figured out the bottom line of why I feel as I do.. and why I sometimes post ill advised vents in the main forum.
No one in my real life, except for my friend Adam, gives a shit about me, or my life.
Lately..,my dad has just been.. absent. I know it's tax season, and that he's supposedly working on a project for a client, but, this is a time I needed to talk to him.. for .. an hour.
My aunt the artist.. Complete and total bitch..
Her favorite expression is.
"You have to forget about it".
My aunt used to do this to my mom, too, even when my mom had CANCER AND WAS DYING.
Two things happened in recent days.
I had another setback in the insurance industry,. One that causes me to want to stay out of insurance for good, and keep my license, just in case.
I answered an ad of someone who supposedly is an experienced insurance agent.. someone who claims they would close the deals if one finds them the clients.
I sent one email, and the person responded.. I then sent a second email,, to try and negotiate the terms of a meeting, and heard nothing, and another follow up email, nothing.,
Then,,
As I've posted.. I hope to go back into my former business, Market America. I have ideas of how to build an organization, and another idea of how to build another business that I really want to do, using the business in Market America as a spring board.
I'm so apprehensive about this, because, if I can put this together, my futile job search of the past four months can finally cease, and, I can finally get what I want.
All because I happened to mention this to my aunt the bitch, she gave me her favorite expression,.
"You have to forget about it".
Fucking bitch.
What I should "Forget about" is YOU, you miserable human being.
Her son, my cousin, may be moving to the other side of the country. She's upset. Fine, I get that, and I want to be understanding. I told her I will be there to emotionally support her if such happens, but, it doesnt mean that she has the right to expectation to expect that I should feel nothing, about something potentially so good happening, after the terrible disappointment of what happened with Aflac, the futile job search, and the extremely downhearted feelings since.
Now, if she's going to minimize my feelings about potentially life altering situations, let her deal with her feelings about her son moving herself.
If my mom was alive, she would be thrilled that I was turning a corner after the heartbreak of what happened to me at Aflac, and she would be appalled at my relatives, for their selfish, insensitive attitudes.
I hope what I'm working on, finally works out. I would deserve it after the personal and professional hell of the past four months.
I figured out the bottom line of why I feel as I do.. and why I sometimes post ill advised vents in the main forum.
No one in my real life, except for my friend Adam, gives a shit about me, or my life.
Lately..,my dad has just been.. absent. I know it's tax season, and that he's supposedly working on a project for a client, but, this is a time I needed to talk to him.. for .. an hour.
My aunt the artist.. Complete and total bitch..
Her favorite expression is.
"You have to forget about it".
My aunt used to do this to my mom, too, even when my mom had CANCER AND WAS DYING.
Two things happened in recent days.
I had another setback in the insurance industry,. One that causes me to want to stay out of insurance for good, and keep my license, just in case.
I answered an ad of someone who supposedly is an experienced insurance agent.. someone who claims they would close the deals if one finds them the clients.
I sent one email, and the person responded.. I then sent a second email,, to try and negotiate the terms of a meeting, and heard nothing, and another follow up email, nothing.,
Then,,
As I've posted.. I hope to go back into my former business, Market America. I have ideas of how to build an organization, and another idea of how to build another business that I really want to do, using the business in Market America as a spring board.
I'm so apprehensive about this, because, if I can put this together, my futile job search of the past four months can finally cease, and, I can finally get what I want.
All because I happened to mention this to my aunt the bitch, she gave me her favorite expression,.
"You have to forget about it".
Fucking bitch.
What I should "Forget about" is YOU, you miserable human being.
Her son, my cousin, may be moving to the other side of the country. She's upset. Fine, I get that, and I want to be understanding. I told her I will be there to emotionally support her if such happens, but, it doesnt mean that she has the right to expectation to expect that I should feel nothing, about something potentially so good happening, after the terrible disappointment of what happened with Aflac, the futile job search, and the extremely downhearted feelings since.
Now, if she's going to minimize my feelings about potentially life altering situations, let her deal with her feelings about her son moving herself.
If my mom was alive, she would be thrilled that I was turning a corner after the heartbreak of what happened to me at Aflac, and she would be appalled at my relatives, for their selfish, insensitive attitudes.
I hope what I'm working on, finally works out. I would deserve it after the personal and professional hell of the past four months.
