Thanks to my beloved Katie’s upcoming wedding we’ve got people re-entering our lives that we haven’t associated much with for ages. This is fine. It’s more than fine, since some of them want to help out with the wedding plans and whatnot.
What is not fine is the fact that certain ones have decided to start in on how I choose to live my life. When Katie moves out I “need” to relocate cause I “can’t” make enough money around here. Now, mind you, we’ve got several factories in the area that I could go to should I choose to do so but my current part time schedule is enough to pay my bills while I figure out what I want to do next.
Not only that, I should move despite the fact that it would cost me twice as much in rent and I would probably be forced to give up my pets. And I’m supposed to do all of this without either vehicle or driver’s license.
I…I kinda told them where they could kiss.
I’ve spent my whole life getting talked down to. First it was because my parents were considered less than ideal, then once I reached adulthood it was due to the choices I ended up making. While I try for the most part to ignore the haters, it does bother me at times. Right now I’m so upset at one person’s superior attitude that I’m ready to spit bullets.
And that’s okay. I own that upset because I understand that while others have a right to voice their opinions I have a right to tell them what they can do with them. It’s also motivating me to figure out my next major life goal now that Kate’s an adult.
It’s a good thing to become angry, to stand up for yourself and force people to back off. It’s definitely preferable to allowing jerks to push you around!
When was the last time you told someone to take a flying leap? Please share your stories in the comments below.