Ghostwriter
My family gets frustrated when I take the words of a stranger to heart. It happens here once in awhile. Some people are just mean. Most people are reasonable and you can come to a reasonable decision. But there are those who just have to let you know that you will never be good enough and they don’t appreciate anything you will ever do.
They have made me listen to this song, everyday since the last backhanded compliment. They turn it up loud enough to wake the dead.
Today I finally begged them to stop. I get it.
I am done with it. I don’t care. I refuse to let mean people dictate my actions. I am in control of my reactions.
It’s a new beginning.
I know how you feel since an ingrate is one person I despise. I have learned in the words of my late dad “Water off a duck.”
I like the song very much. I think I get tired of women who have abusive men, need to be rescued and then go back to their abusers again.
I know they may end up by going out in a box , but I stay for the friend who will soon need a friend.
I think some don’t know the difference between love and abuse
I am happy with my husband, he is kind and caring. Guess I have been blessed.