I hate the phrase "Life is Short" - because people like to use it as a guilt mechanism

 

Found this on facebook. So.. what is a phrase that I hate? "Life is Short”

Because it is usually said to you by toxic relatives and people who pissed you off and after you've blown up at them, set boundaries, and kicked them out of your life. Used to make you feel guilty for standing up for yourself.

Ten years after the exBFF earned her spot on my virtual trebuchet - and got kicked out of my life - she shows up on Instagram with a half-ass apology and an "I miss you" whine. Trying to worm her way back into my life. I wasn’t buying it. Because disrespect will close doors that apologies can't reopen.

In her little whine, she had the nerve to say “Life is short.” Why? To remind ME that life is short and I should ‘forgive and forget’ the shit she did to me?

Life IS short - and she should have remembered that back in 2012 when she called my job with lies to get me fired.

Why did she do that? Because I had enough of her crap in my life, I distanced myself from her. I removed her from my facebook. Because I’m a grown woman and have the right to remove anyone I want from my social media. She calls my house one night and leaves a message on my answering machine - real nasty too! “Why’d you take me off your facebook?” Really? Then proceeds to keep calling my house. And then the next day calls my job to get me fired.

There is NO justification for her doing that. And in her message on instagram - she offers me some half-ass ‘apology’ - “I’m sorry for not understanding you the way you thought I should.”

What’s to understand? That I wanted basic RESPECT? Like someone not coming to my house and stealing pain pills. Like getting a little thank you after I used my PERSONAL LIFE TIME and SICK TIME FROM MY JOB to hand deliver her to detox? Or how about when I send a letter of intervention (like the bestest of friends should do) and laid out things she does in her life (for 30 years) that she needs to stop doing. She got ‘offended’ because I told her truths she didn’t want to hear, and claimed I was harassing her, and had the nerve to press charges on me. AND when we were in court, she walked passed me where I was sitting and in a low voice, threatened to beat my ass.

Her half-ass apology did not address any of that. Her half-ass apology was shit. Plain shit.She’s sorry for not understanding me??? what nonsense. That ‘apology’ was nothing short than another slap to my face. And then she’s got the nerve to tell me “Life is short.”

Well, life IS short, and I won’t spend my life with a low-down disgusting bitch like FJM.

Leaves a disgusting insulting message on my facebook about my husband. Trashes my father to me on the phone the day after his funeral. Threatens me in court. Bitches at me for taking her off my facebook. Calls my job to get me fired. Steals from my house.

Life is short FJM - and your short life is nothing but crap - of your own making.

 

 

When a toxic person TRIES to re-enter your life - you MUST refuse to let them back in. A snake is a snake is a snake.

 

This is very important. When you have succeeded in getting a toxic person OUT of your life - DO NOT LET THEM BACK INTO YOUR LIFE. 

When my exBFF turned to drugs, I did try to help her out. In 2005, I hand delivered her to detox, (at her request). She went into counseling. But instead of applying what she learned in counseling to herself - she applied it to ME. She would call me up and tell why I was addicted to chocolate. (uh, no. I have a sweet tooth, and I do not steal from friends to buy Reese cups). 

She came to my house and stole pain pills from me. I got tired of her disrespecting and suffocating me (see other posts in this blog) - so I distanced myself from her. When I didn't return her phone calls, she began leaving long incoherent messages to me on facebook and once inserted herself in a facebook conversation I was having with 4 cousins - she said that our conversation was all bullshit and we should shut the fuck up. I booted her off my facebook, but did not block her. (a mistake). 

Five years later, in September 2010, I ran into her at the grocery store and then I went to her house and we had a good talk. I had missed her and wanted our years long friendship to continue. 

BIG MISTAKE. 

A mere 2 months later - I was having a 3-way email exchange with my 2 older sisters and a question came up about social services (welfare) benefits vs disability benefits. (note, one of my sisters live in another country, so their system is different from USA). Well, I thought since the exBFF had been on social services, she could tell us. I added her to the conversation, and also, my niece. 

WELL - the exBFF got OFFENDED and emailed me back that I had no right to invade her privacy by putting her financial status out in public. And then she demanded to know why I kicked her off my facebook. 

I emailed her back - and explained that it was a PRIVATE email exchange (not facebook messaging) between family members, and I considered her family - and we were only seeking information. She fired back that she is NOT A WELFARE QUEEN. (I never said that she was, I was only seeking information). I also explained why I removed her from my facebook. 

I said that I thought we could re-kindle our friendship, but I saw that it was not going to work. I told her I did not want to associate with her anymore. 

Another mistake I made - was after this - I failed to block her on facebook. She didn't contact me on facebook for a year and a half - and I honestly didn't think of her. 

Until one Saturday night (around midnight) in January 2012, she calls me on the phone and left a message on my answering machine DEMANDING TO KNOW WHY I TOOK HER OFF MY FACEBOOK. (memory problems due to drug use).

She called my house a few more times, and one time I picked up the phone and told her to stop calling me, and I was going to report her to the phone company. (which I did the following morning and changed my phone number). 

She was also busy that weekend - she called my employer and finagled my manager's name out of someone. And called my manager that Monday morning and said I was printing out her medical records - a violation of hospital rules and federal patient privacy laws. My employer investigated me. And their computer security team determined that I did not violate any rules. (correct). 

The exBFF also contacted my niece on facebook AND ADMITTED that she called my job. I took a screen shot of it. 

I sent her a letter of intervention which included that screenshot - and I told her things she didn't want to hear. I tried to get her to wake up and stop the drugs and stop making poor decisions in her life. 

She got OFFENDED again and pressed harassment charges on me. 

2 days before our court date - she left a horribly disgusting comment about my husband on my facebook. (then I finally corrected my mistake and blocked her). 

We got to court - and my husband and I were shocked to see her appearance - she was dressed like a two-bit ho. She was arguing with her defense team in a loud voice, was told to shut up by the bailiffs, she did not, so they told her to leave. As she left, she passed me sitting on the end of the row of seats, and in a low voice, she threatened to beat my ass. I immediately summoned the bailiffs. "Excuse me - she just threatened me." She started to run - they caught her and removed her from the court room - and placed her in a private room down the hall - where she continued to scream at the top of her lungs and everyone heard her. Our lawyer got off the elevator and heard her screaming from behind a closed door! I mean - she was fucking losing her damn mind! 

As a hospital nurse's aide, I've had dealings with psych patients - and she was fucking screaming like one. SCREAMING. My husband and I were shocked. I wanted to cry. Because this was a once beautiful woman, our friend for almost 30 years and she was flipping out, a drug addict, dressed like a ho. It was terrible to witness, despite me being angry over her contacting my job, trying to get me fired, and then hauling me into court because I told her truths about herself - which is what a good friend does.

Anyway, despite her disrupting the court like that (and she should have been handcuffed and jailed)  - the judge (who was shown on the local news a few months later being sympathetic to drug addicts - but not their victims) - put a restraining order on ME for one year. Telling me to stay away from her. 

oh no problem judge - I've been trying to get the hell away from her for years. 

The restraining order expired in 2013 - and I have never even wanted to go near that crazy person. It was unfair for ME to have gotten the restraining order - but it worked - it did what I wanted - HER OUT OF MY LIFE. 

In March 2022, guess who contacted me on instagram - yep - the exBFF, claiming she missed me. oh boo hoo. She gave me her phone number - which I called and told her in no uncertain terms that I wanted NOTHING to do with her. 

BECAUSE I LEARNED MY LESSON -- that when a toxic person TRIES to re-enter your life - you MUST refuse to let them back in. A snake is a snake is a snake.

Comic Book Collecting and a puzzle for you

 

Haven’t had time to post lately. I spend more time on my facebook page (click on link to go to my facebook) than here. But I want to make longer posts - and this blog is a great place to do it.

I’ve been a long-time comic book collector. From the time I was a little kid, I loved comic books. I started out with the usual kiddie stuff: Richie Rich, Little Dot, Little Audrey, that sort of stuff. And I read the comic strips in the newspapers. As my reading skills progressed I started reading comic strips of Brenda Starr, Superman, and others. 

I had already been watching Superman on TV - The Adventures of Superman with George Reeves, so naturally, I began to read his adventures in the comic books.
Time frame here: 1959-1960, and I was 8 years old, and began spending my allowance on comic books. 

As time went on, I bought Superman in comic books titled ‘Action’ and ‘Adventure.’ Those books introduced me to Supergirl, Lois Lane, Superboy, and The Legion of Superheroes. 

As I entered my teens, I continued buying and reading comic books, along with other books. Science fiction and fantasy was my ‘go-to’ genre, although I read other genres. 

I continued buying and collecting comic books up until the late 1970’s - I had to stop because they were getting too expensive, and my collection was getting too much. I did continue buying some comic books during the early 80’s - but those were ones that were outstanding in a certain way to me. 

Lately, I’ve been purging things. And my comic book collection has been one of my targets. I’ve bought CDs that contain scans of the comic books that I have been collecting all these years. Some books I’ve been scanning myself. A tedious process, made easier by me listening to some music while scanning.

My comic book collection isn’t really worth anything. They were bought to be read and re-read. I never bought them to re-sell later at a profit, nor did I ever store them in fancy protective covers. Some were placed in specially sized plastic bags, and they and the ones that were not in bags, were stored in plain cardboard boxes, or plastic storage boxes. My comic books are old friends, not commodities. And they ain't worth anything - beat up, yellowed pages, ripped or missing covers. 

A few years ago, I put together about 4 boxes of comic books and comic magazines that I had on CD or scanned onto an external hard drive, and gave them to a cousin of mine. I also gave him my collection of Starlog magazine (a science fiction genre magazine). 

I still got lots of comic books to digitize and save. Last night I worked on an anthology series DC comics put out in the 70’s called ‘The Superman Family.’ They stopped publishing individual books of Lois Lane, Supergirl and Jimmy Olsen. And what they did was put out one ‘giant’ book (100 pages) that ran stories of those three. Every month they rotated between the characters, presenting a new story of one of them. The rest of the book were reprints of stories of the other characters. They rotated the characters so that they each were spotlighted every couple of months. The book also ran reprints of stories of other peripheral characters in the Superman universe - Krypto the Super Dog, Braniac, Lana Lang, Perry White, Bizarro World and even Mr. Mxyzptlk! (good luck pronouncing that). 

Anyway, last evening while working on The Superman Family issue 168 (published Dec-Jan 1974/75) I came across this ‘Super-Puzzle.’ A word search puzzle - that uses a lot of peripheral characters in the Superman Universe. 

Click on the picture (you may have to click on it a few times to enlarge it - this blog site has a glitch in seeing images). Right click on the enlarged picture to save to your computer and print it out to do the puzzle.

Enjoy.
copyright DC comics.

 

 

New day, new week, new year, new magick - time for a new direction for this blog. Stay tuned.

Happy New Year 2024
I have been thinking the past couple of months that I want to change the direction of this blog. And most likely the title. I’ll have to think about that.

I have gotten a lot of things off my chest on my old blog and on this one. I know from comments and being contacted by people on my old blog that I have helped others deal with the narcissist in their lives, or how to deal with an adoption renewal gone sour.

My old blog achieved what I wanted: I found lies in Doris Sippel/Joan Mary Wheeler’s book and refuted those lies. I have backed up my side of the story with photographs, scans of documents - police, court and personal ones - and proved that she is a liar.

The last time she called my job with lies to get me fired (in 2012), I told my employer that if she called again - I didn’t want to hear about it. When she called, they investigated me and found me innocent. But they refused to help me in my court case of harassment against her. The judge dismissed the charges (again).

A few months later, when FJM, my exBFF in a drug-fueled rage against me for removing her from my facebook, also called my job with lies to get me fired in 2012. I was called down to Human Resources again. Again they said, they investigated me and found me innocent. So I told them “if those two call you again, go ahead and investigate me - BUT DON’T CALL ME DOWN HERE AGAIN. I asked you for help in my case against my sister, but you wouldn’t give me a statement. What do you want me to do? I haul her into court, and the charges get dismissed. She calls again, or if FJM calls again - get YOUR legal team on it - I don’t care what you do - just leave me out of this. I can’t make them stop. My sister has been calling you since 1995 - YOU deal with her from now on.”

Did they call after that? I don’t know. If they did call, Human Resources did what I asked - they left me out of it.

I retired in October 2015. I took their toy away from them. I have no idea if they called my former employer after I retired. All I know is that it seems the two of them dropped off the face of the earth after 2012. I have had no contact with my sister for 12 years now.

FJM did contact me on Instagram in March 2021, saying she misses me and wants to be my friend again. I sent her packing. She left me her phone number - and I called it. And I told her in no uncertain terms I want NOTHING to do with her ever again. She listened to me (gosh finally, for the first time in 40 years she finally f’ing LISTENED to me). She has not contacted me again.

I have 12 years of peace and serenity. For the first time in my fucking life. I had an unsettled childhood. I was the victim of bullying all through school. As an adult, at my job, I encountered bullying. There was always someone fucking with me. Joan/Doris started her harassment of me in 1989. After she and her deadbeat husband swindled me out of $700, and she lied to me repeatedly - I told her to get out of my life. She left a message on my answering machine saying “money shouldn’t come between sisters” - she stole $700 from me - money that I worked for. Her husband had a crappy job, and was always getting laid off. She was too lazy to get off her ass and get a job. I worked at a job to pay for ME, not for HER, but she saw it differently - and refused to admit to what she did - STEALING. And then have the nerve to say “money shouldn’t come between sisters” -- right, she fixed her car with MY money, and when my car broke down, I didn’t have the money to fix it, and had to take it off the road. She drove around - I was stuck taking public transportation. And when I told her I was done with her and to get out of my life - she became enraged and began her years-long campaign to PUNISH me - by stalking me, harassing me, sending me lying letters (like my husband got the next door neighbor pregnant), writing letters to my husband and his mother - to get us split up.

These letters started in 1992. And in 1995 she started calling my job to get me fired. Her harassment continued to 2012. 

My exBFF, FJM, is another case. She had been disrespectful to me for YEARS and I finally put my foot down. I sent her a letter of intervention, to get her off the drugs. And I told her things she didn’t want to hear. So she too decided to PUNISH me - by calling my job to get me fired. As I said before, I was investigated and found innocent. 

So to sum up. I said I was bullied in school. I think it started in third grade. That was 1960-61. It continued all through high school. I graduated in 1970. Got my first job in 1971 and there were a couple of snobby mean girls there. I got bullied again. Got my job at the hospital in 1972. And from time to time encountered some idiots fucking with me. In 1987 my husband and I moved in together and there were some asshole neighbors and bratty kids and I was bullied and harassed again. That all stopped in early 2000s. Harassment from Joan/Doris finally stopped in 2012. 

So I have been fucked with from 1960 to 2012. For the first time in my life, I have peace and serenity now. I refuse to let any person to fuck with me anymore. Being retired helps a lot. I don’t have to go somewhere and deal with idiots. When I go shopping or other places, when I encounter idiots - they are strangers, and it is temporary. I don’t engage with them. I do what I have to do - and get out of the store or business. This does not mean I don’t wish cashiers a nice day here and there - I just mind my own business while shopping etc. and get out! And then get home to my peaceful sanctuary. 

I’m tired of negativity and I want this blog to reflect that. I will be posting more positive things from now on. This does not mean that I will be censoring myself - I speak my mind on things - be it good or ‘bad.’ 

Happy New Year

 

Yep. Never got a thank you from the exBFF for using MY time - MY sick time from my job, which resulted in me running out of sick time and having to go to work when ‘I’ was sick -- I wasted MY time taking that ungrateful bitch to DETOX. Sitting with her overnight the night before making sure she was okay from her crack binge.
NOT ONE DAMN THANK YOU FROM HER.
JUST A FUCKING KICK IN THE TEETH.
And she says 10 years later, she misses me.
What she misses is what she can get out of me.
FUCK YOU FJM.

 

I never needed to hear excuses or reasons as to why Joan/Doris or the exBFF called my job - their actions spoke the truth about them - they wanted to destroy me and my life. 

Joan/Doris did it because she was and IS evil. 

The exBFF had been abusing me for several years. She had been sucking the life out of me, taking advantage of me, stealing from me, lying to me, trashing my father to me on the phone the day after he was buried, swearing at my relatives on facebook, calling me on the phone one night demanding to know why I kicked her off my facebook, leaving horrible insulting comments on facebook about my husband. And after all of that - she called my job to get me fired! 

Was it her or the drugs that made her do those things? I don’t know and I don’t care.

The deeds were done and cannot be undone. No apologies, excuses, justifications, or groveling could EVER make me want to have anything to do with her. 

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