Again, an expression best posted in the blog.
While we were at Father's Day lunch on Sunday, my father, with a big smirk on his face, like he was impressed, said to me.. "The H';s (The cousins I cant stand, and who have been so rude to me), and Tony and Marissa, (Their in-laws) like you so much"
My thought,. although I didn't say it, mainly because Cheryl was around, "BFD". I don't care what these people think of me. I don't think about them, ever,.
It doesn't matter to me, or keep me up at night, whether these cousins think I'm the nicest guy on the planet, or the biggest bastard that ever lived,. Those cousins sat by for 25 years and did nothing to help when my father and I were estranged, and were extremely rude to me, both verbally, and with their actions, after my mom died, and when I moved to NY. Why would I care what they think?
What keeps ME up at night? Worry about my future. How to resolve the issue with the DMV, so I can get a job to tide me over. How to resolve my financial issues How to get my business started. The disappointment of being ignored by sources for my business. The disappointment of being told by Maria that she only likes me as a friend, and doesn't want to keep in touch when she leaves, after all we talked about this year. The hurt and anger of being treated like crap by Barney, my friend of 20 plus years, during my hard times, after I was so kind to him during his hard times earlier this year, and after already losing a 30 year friendship with my ex best friend when my mom was dying. How to find other friends, so I can either diminish, or get rid of, Barney, for his horrible treatment of me, after I was so kind and caring to him. THOSE are things that really disturb me.
I already told my father earlier this year that I would see these people at the next family gathering. (Hopefully not until Jewish New Year). Besides this, I'm going to tell him to shut the hell up about them, and that none of them matter to me, and to get his head out of his ass.
The only people I have a responsibility to be civil to from his family, and who I have been, are Cheryl and her children. Besides that, I don't owe the other people the time of day.
it's just unreal how my feelings are never considered on anything. He knows I cant stand those cousins with how they've treated me this year, and yet insists on being their PR man anyway. Pathetic.
While we were at Father's Day lunch on Sunday, my father, with a big smirk on his face, like he was impressed, said to me.. "The H';s (The cousins I cant stand, and who have been so rude to me), and Tony and Marissa, (Their in-laws) like you so much"
My thought,. although I didn't say it, mainly because Cheryl was around, "BFD". I don't care what these people think of me. I don't think about them, ever,.
It doesn't matter to me, or keep me up at night, whether these cousins think I'm the nicest guy on the planet, or the biggest bastard that ever lived,. Those cousins sat by for 25 years and did nothing to help when my father and I were estranged, and were extremely rude to me, both verbally, and with their actions, after my mom died, and when I moved to NY. Why would I care what they think?
What keeps ME up at night? Worry about my future. How to resolve the issue with the DMV, so I can get a job to tide me over. How to resolve my financial issues How to get my business started. The disappointment of being ignored by sources for my business. The disappointment of being told by Maria that she only likes me as a friend, and doesn't want to keep in touch when she leaves, after all we talked about this year. The hurt and anger of being treated like crap by Barney, my friend of 20 plus years, during my hard times, after I was so kind to him during his hard times earlier this year, and after already losing a 30 year friendship with my ex best friend when my mom was dying. How to find other friends, so I can either diminish, or get rid of, Barney, for his horrible treatment of me, after I was so kind and caring to him. THOSE are things that really disturb me.
I already told my father earlier this year that I would see these people at the next family gathering. (Hopefully not until Jewish New Year). Besides this, I'm going to tell him to shut the hell up about them, and that none of them matter to me, and to get his head out of his ass.
The only people I have a responsibility to be civil to from his family, and who I have been, are Cheryl and her children. Besides that, I don't owe the other people the time of day.
it's just unreal how my feelings are never considered on anything. He knows I cant stand those cousins with how they've treated me this year, and yet insists on being their PR man anyway. Pathetic.
