Showing posts with label sister. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sister. Show all posts

Friday, August 7, 2009

So the Drama

My sister's and my mutual friend posted on her facebook
People need to keep a diary and put it under their mattress instead of posting it on the Internet for the world to see.

I told her that is her opinion and then I blocked her just as I blocked my sister (from Facebook).

I am privacy protecting my autism blog this evening. I will only write here and those who are invited can read. My sister reads that and had my permission to do so but she clicked on my profile page which led her to my TX blog.

She sent me an e mail saying I wrote something about her in May after she read my post in my autism, blessings blog. I said that she gripes about her job and she talks to parents and they then go to her boss and TELL IT. I mentioned (in my blog) that it was her own fault.

I didn't even reply to her e mail. I am not feeding into her B*S*. If she doesn't want to talk to me then fine, but stop e mailing me. And stop keeping it stirred.....I apologized over and over and now I want to move on.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Really?

I didn't delete my Living in Tx blog. Well, I did. Then I restored it. But I set it to where only I can read it. I wanted to go back and read what I said about my sister.

I wrote some things almost 9 months ago. I was upset at her lack of dealing with my kids...but her kids are at my house every month.

I wasn't really nice but I wasn't really all that mean either.

It took her awhile to go back that far!!

I'm surprised I didn't write worse stuff!

So it's still there so I can read it, but me only.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Hurting others

My sister found my Living in Tx blog. I know she is hurt by a lot of things I said about her.

I have apologized.

She says she feels betrayed.

I understand how she feels and I realize that my actions have consequences. What's done is done.

I have apologized and now I must move on.

My blog is my way to vent.

Sometimes I get angry, write about it, and move on.