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Do You Think I Am Mean?

My daughter posted on my Facebook a link to the information the WBC has on their website about why John 3:16 doesn't mean what most Christians thinks it means. My daughter also posted something about our going to join the counter protesters group this past Sunday.

My oldest niece - who is married to a Pentacostal preacher - started preaching at us about being sure we are protesting the right way and for the right reasons and on, and on, and on. "You shouldn't go to just have a party or for the wrong reasons...."

After four such posts, each one worse than the one before, I told her I was going to party, to hold up my sign in response to the WBC's signs, to practice my rights to free speech and to assemble and that, thanks anyway, but I didn't need her approval or permission.

So, she posted a HUGE rant about how unChristian I am, how she is the smartest thing that was ever born, that she is a preacher's wife and knows better than me about anything, blah, blah, blah.

A friend of mine, whom my niece does not know, posted something short about how she needed to check her medications and he asked me where I knew "that girl" from.

I thought that was funny and "liked" his post and LOL'd and answered "that girl" is my niece and that she meant well.

Well, that set a match to a bigger explosion.

She wrote:
Since you are so into the sport of throwing stones....Enjoy your rot, Auntie...seems that your true thoughts have finally come to surface...how many years have you been waiting for the opportunity? Quite a few, it seems...why have you waited so long? Jealousy, per chance? No one left to answer to for your comments...all the good ones in your side of the family are dead...

I told her to never contact me again. I put up with that shit for years out of her mother, who was crazy as a loon but I know why she was crazy.

Then, my niece sent me this message on FB before I could unfriend her:
You are so weak...run away, run away...sit in your swill...enjoy that muck you have created for yourself and the characters you call friends...understand one thing...you lost out on amazing people...My daughter doesnt even know you exist...nor will she ever...

Then, she sent my daughter an email saying that she has been meaning to tell me off for six years because her middle sister told her that I had said something inappropriate or mean or something - she wouldn't say what - at their mother's deathbed six years ago. Now, my sister and I very rarely got along. That woman was evil to me growing up and not much better to me when we were adults. She had lots of rage and took it out on me. Still, she was my sister and there is barely a day goes by that I don't think it is about time she calls me and acts like nothing ever happened - which is what she always did. I miss her even though I know we'd get into a fight pretty soon and I'd have to tell her to go away and stay away.

In a way I feel like I should get on a plane and go to North Carolina and tell that girl and her sister what for. She isn't smart enough to know that not fighting is not a sign of weakness. It takes a lot of strength to not beat up a mental midget when they so deserve it. However, it looks like she wants to continue in her mother's footsteps of abusing me and assuming I will tolerate it. I don't think she understood that when her mother and I weren't talking and seeing one another it was because that is the way I wanted it. My two oldest nieces only contact me when they want something anyway - money, birthday and Christmas presents, baby showers, etc. I can always go out and adopt some nieces who will be appreciative of my generosity and not say mean, hateful things to me. I think that is what I will do. Go out and get me some grandkids and new nieces. I'll keep my youngest niece because she is a true sweetheart. The trick is going to be keeping her out of the middle of this. Not really that hard since she is in Germany where her husband is stationed. She is young mother with two little kids. She doesn't have a whole lot of time or energy left over to cause other people unnecessary grief.

I think my initial reaction to tell her not to contact me again is the right decision after all. I'm just too old to put up with that kind of crap and to young to put up with it the rest of my life.

Now - aren't you sorry you asked? Thanks for asking anyway.
 
My daughter posted on my Facebook a link to the information the WBC has on their website about why John 3:16 doesn't mean what most Christians thinks it means. My daughter also posted something about our going to join the counter protesters group this past Sunday.

My oldest niece - who is married to a Pentacostal preacher - started preaching at us about being sure we are protesting the right way and for the right reasons and on, and on, and on. "You shouldn't go to just have a party or for the wrong reasons...."

After four such posts, each one worse than the one before, I told her I was going to party, to hold up my sign in response to the WBC's signs, to practice my rights to free speech and to assemble and that, thanks anyway, but I didn't need her approval or permission.

So, she posted a HUGE rant about how unChristian I am, how she is the smartest thing that was ever born, that she is a preacher's wife and knows better than me about anything, blah, blah, blah.

A friend of mine, whom my niece does not know, posted something short about how she needed to check her medications and he asked me where I knew "that girl" from.

I thought that was funny and "liked" his post and LOL'd and answered "that girl" is my niece and that she meant well.

Well, that set a match to a bigger explosion.

She wrote:


I told her to never contact me again. I put up with that shit for years out of her mother, who was crazy as a loon but I know why she was crazy.

Then, my niece sent me this message on FB before I could unfriend her:


Then, she sent my daughter an email saying that she has been meaning to tell me off for six years because her middle sister told her that I had said something inappropriate or mean or something - she wouldn't say what - at their mother's deathbed six years ago. Now, my sister and I very rarely got along. That woman was evil to me growing up and not much better to me when we were adults. She had lots of rage and took it out on me. Still, she was my sister and there is barely a day goes by that I don't think it is about time she calls me and acts like nothing ever happened - which is what she always did. I miss her even though I know we'd get into a fight pretty soon and I'd have to tell her to go away and stay away.

In a way I feel like I should get on a plane and go to North Carolina and tell that girl and her sister what for. She isn't smart enough to know that not fighting is not a sign of weakness. It takes a lot of strength to not beat up a mental midget when they so deserve it. However, it looks like she wants to continue in her mother's footsteps of abusing me and assuming I will tolerate it. I don't think she understood that when her mother and I weren't talking and seeing one another it was because that is the way I wanted it. My two oldest nieces only contact me when they want something anyway - money, birthday and Christmas presents, baby showers, etc. I can always go out and adopt some nieces who will be appreciative of my generosity and not say mean, hateful things to me. I think that is what I will do. Go out and get me some grandkids and new nieces. I'll keep my youngest niece because she is a true sweetheart. The trick is going to be keeping her out of the middle of this. Not really that hard since she is in Germany where her husband is stationed. She is young mother with two little kids. She doesn't have a whole lot of time or energy left over to cause other people unnecessary grief.

I think my initial reaction to tell her not to contact me again is the right decision after all. I'm just too old to put up with that kind of crap and to young to put up with it the rest of my life.

Now - aren't you sorry you asked? Thanks for asking anyway.

Jeez, now I know why you come to TK. It reminds you of family lol.

Just go reply to her thread apologizing for taking so long to reply, but you didn't understand most of the horrible things she said so you had to go look them up in the Bible...
 
LOL - TK is a bunch of declawed pussycats on tranquilizers compared to my family.

I think the best thing to do is to stay away from her. She went way off the deep end considering what little I did say. If I were to say all that is on my mind pertinent to her issues regrding me, she'd stroke out. The kid is one of those that can't take what they dish out. Oh well. I need to build a new tribe.
 
Well, well, well. If things couldn't get just more fun.

Some friends of mine came in to town this evening to see another friend's band perform at a local restaurant with a nice patio and bar. It is a really good band - music from the mid '60s to late 70's - Beatles, Santana, Monkees, Van Morrison, etc. My kind of music. They invited me out and, of course, I went.

Was having a good time. The food is excellent - had baked avocado stuffed with shredded chicken and cheese. The waiter looked like Adam Lambert. He was adorable. Great speaking voice and awesome service. Was having the best time with good food, good service, good music, good friends.

Then, I looked up and saw a man sitting at a table on the patio 1/2 a tier up beside the patio I was on. What got my attention was he was pointing at me and talking to a woman sitting across the table from him and she kept leaning around the supporting post on that patio to look at me. At first I thought it was my imagination. Then, I realized that man was my 2nd ex. OMG. Ha, ha, ha, ha. He has gotten really old looking. Not too surprising because he is a little older than me and he has spent most of his life working outdoors. Then they got up and left. I had to laugh. I wonder if he thought I was going to go up and say something to him - like, damn, you got old? The best part was he was wearing an old guy's shirt - black with a print of neon colored leaves. I didn't look but I wonder if he was wearing black socks with sandals and shorts.

Anyway, my friend sitting next to me also noticed the guy pointing at me and then leaving and asked me who he was. I said, "nobody." Then, we went back to having a good time.
 
That's just so sad. My younger sister and I don't get along either, but somehow I've been able to stay on speaking terms with the nieces and nephews.

I hope someday you can repair that rift, eloisel.
 
Thanks, Friday, but I don't think I want to try and repair the relationship. I don't see anything good coming from it. She obviously hates my guts and needs very little provocation to attack me in a vicious manner. I don't intend to take her abuse and I don't think she and I could ever have a meaningful dialogue. She is relatively happy in her little world and I don't have any need to go in there and mess it up. It isn't like she adds anything to my life either. She is my sister's kid that lives in another state who I seldom see and she really only talks to me when she wants something, wants to preach at me, or wants to verbally abuse me. I don't need that. So, it is rendered and I'm just going to let it stay that way.
 
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