Kiss Off

Well, I've written a harsh email to my Aunt. Actually my Mum's bestfriend.
We had a spat a few months ago. I stood my ground and up against her. Instead of her apologizing for what she did. She resorted to calling me childish, mean and hurtful. Ignoring the fact the actions that resulted in me standing up to her were mean, hurtful, and extremely inconsiderate.

In the letter, in short, I called her out. If she's waiting for me to apologize to her for something SHE did, then it will be a long wait. Cos it will never happen. It has in the past, which is messed up all on it's own.
You can not preach to people about morals, doing right from wrong, stare down your nose at people for not holding themselves to a higher standard, when you don't practice it yourself, then you shit all over them when they do hold themselves to a higher standard etc.

I'm tired. I'm 40 damn it. I can say, feel, what I want.

That's all I have to say about that.

Dating:
Sigh. I'm standing up for myself there too. It's a rough go, and playing the dancing game of getting to know men all over again is exhausting. Now that I have nothing to lose, I'm implementing all the wisdom I've received here from the blog-o-sphere family, and from friends alike.

Letting men be men, and not letting people treat me like I don't matter, or too casually when that's not what I'm looking for, well.... it's a delicate dance. I'm learning to have some skillful tact. WHO KNEW?

In short, it's weeding out the people I shouldn't have in my life much faster. Not dating or settling for a certain behaviour cos it's what I've been use too in the past.  It's hard. It's lonely.

At least I can respect myself. Baby steps.

Work:
Love my job. It's mindless, and exhausting. I love the people and a company that practices what it preaches. :)

Home life:
It's still a roller coaster, then again, I've applied certain tact to dealing with the mood swings of said roommate. It's a balancing act.

I think that is all I have at the moment.