Sadly no-one in particular, but I'm so fucking grumpy right now, and it feels like the last week and a half, everyone has wanted a piece of me. I don't mind that for catch-ups, legitimate concerns, and people with real problems, but some of it was people who should have known better.
A made up example would be "oh no, it's a disaster! I can't find my library book! Boohoo! I'll get a fine! I'm soooooo stressed and upset!"
Meanwhile I've got friends going through genuinely hard times, two aunts have gone to hospital (one's out, one we will have to see), and Sharon's grandfather, who has been such a fabulous and inspirational man his whole life, has turned into an empty shell in the space of a few months.
I'm just sick of people with easily bruised feelings and no perspective.
Know what you mean. What gets me is people who think it's a cosmic tragedy if their sporting team loses or if their fake fingernail disintegrates unexpectedly. Some people self-dramatise and look for something to be distressed and concerned about whether it's the death of a controversial celeb or a flat tyre.
Real shit-storms happen sometimes, real life-altering shit storms with hard frozen-shit cores. Some of us see shitstorms as something to get through. Others are so fortunate that any little adversity is a cloacal typhoon to them. It's the old "poor little rich girl" thing and my best response is to be theatrically patronisingly sympathetic until they get the message.
Given I called an ambulance for the first time in my life today (well, an ambulance in this country anyway), to come and bandage me up, my overdue library book is the least of my concerns. Fine schmine, just tell me how much it is, I'm happy to support our local community infrastructure.
(PS. And I don't think we should call each other. No offense or anything, I just remember when we *did* used to call each other and then things would only get worse.)
"wanted a piece of me". I would like to just say "BIG HUGS to all the pieces of you, and we are really sorry that we couldnt make it to the con. Also really sucks big time that you were sick through most of it, I hope you are feeling better soon. Hugs to Lex and Sharon too.
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A made up example would be "oh no, it's a disaster! I can't find my library book! Boohoo! I'll get a fine! I'm soooooo stressed and upset!"
Meanwhile I've got friends going through genuinely hard times, two aunts have gone to hospital (one's out, one we will have to see), and Sharon's grandfather, who has been such a fabulous and inspirational man his whole life, has turned into an empty shell in the space of a few months.
I'm just sick of people with easily bruised feelings and no perspective.
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Real shit-storms happen sometimes, real life-altering shit storms with hard frozen-shit cores. Some of us see shitstorms as something to get through. Others are so fortunate that any little adversity is a cloacal typhoon to them. It's the old "poor little rich girl" thing and my best response is to be theatrically patronisingly sympathetic until they get the message.
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(PS. And I don't think we should call each other. No offense or anything, I just remember when we *did* used to call each other and then things would only get worse.)
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And I still manage to rack them up, despite being able to renew online these days!
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Also really sucks big time that you were sick through most of it, I hope you are feeling better soon. Hugs to Lex and Sharon too.
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