I only exist to most of my "friends" when they want something.

I thought of posting "a lot of you are assholes" as my facebook status, but instead I'm bitching here because none of them will see it. Ha.

that is how offspring are from about age 10 until they reach mid 20's or so

Have a hug. :hug:

Too many people depending on me, especially when they could do it themselves with just a little effort. My neighbor needing me to check her blood pressure saying she didn't need a cuff of her own, because she took her medicine. She was developing dementia and had become rude and insulting while expecting me and my husband to help her. I felt sad and angry at the same time. I was able to convince her son that she needed some medical attention, so he took her to live with him and was diagnosed with dementia just as I had been telling him. I was still being nice, I am glad for that now, but I sure didn't feel very nice. I came here and bitched too. :hug:

are nothing more than acquaintances. Heck, some of my friends on facebook I've never met before in person and I like them better than the people I've actually met.

I wouldn't recognize these folks that I've never met before if I came face-to-face with em, but they have a lot more insight and consideration than a lot of people I know IRL.

and I think that is part of the difference, not wanting something for yourself, it is in the xfiles episode, where his choice of wish with the gennie was to help her.

I have always thought that was best. And really don't ask for things for myself, however beer and travel money is due, and that is not for me, but becuase of need for justice and compassion to be corrected.




If they don't see what I post, then all the fault falls on the censors. And that is a shattering heavy load.


And it does not matter if they don't see it. Because if your statement is that they will never see it, then there is no reason for me to see anything of them, and that is not the case. So the delusion of 'is anyone out there' does not make sense. Furthermore, why would someone be visible, to me, but not able to correct what they should correct, by that logic, they have no reason to exist within my perception.

Therefore, any action is allowed, since if it was true they could not see what I post, then they would have to think what I post does not matter, and if that was the case, then it would not bother them for me to post leveling posts.

Yesterday a neighbor of mine called me. She said, "I've been meaning to call and tell you how sorry I am about the deaths of your sister and her husband. I'm so sorry. Say, could I borrow your blender? Mine quit right in the middle of a sauce I'm trying to make."

I said, "Sure. I'll get it out for you."

I definitely would have said something snarky.

facebook? friends? :rofl:

Kidding. I'm fully aware that most of my facebook friends aren't really my friends. :P

that facebook shit is fucked up

of making in-person friends. There's also DU meetups in your state, so check out your state forum as well :)

It's way better to have 2 or 3 great friends than to be friends with 200 assholes. "A lot of you are assholes" is an AWESOME facebook status. Post it, and then just start unfriending everyone who has a humorless reply.

and the fake friends will reveal themselves. I especially like the "a lot of you" part----no one knows if they are in that category.

if $25 might not be a bargain. :)

I fired them all, starting about 15 years ago.

Right now I have family, my coworkers, and myself.

That's it, and I like it like that.

I like it that way too

You might be bette off without them.

I think I may have a "take advantage of my kindness" sign taped to my back.

And if the music I post hasn't thrown them off by now then simply calling them assholes won't get me anywhere. ;)

Anyways, your point about friends is true in most cases, which is why I know a ton of people but am only close friends with a couple. And to be fair, this is something I may be guilty of as well and just never thought about because I was too busy trying to get a hold of my friend with the weed....

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