Nov 18th 2016

I have no drama. in People suck. Cats are awesome. Dogs are alright.

•  Nov. 18, 2016, 2:05 p.m.
 
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I’m sitting here scrolling through prosebox, and I am inundated by people with problems and feelings that I don’t have. The most obvious being drama of any kind. I’ve always thought that drama was stupid. Either someone is worth having around or they’re not. Simple.

Most people, the vast majority; aren’t. I bemoan my lack of family and friends, but the option does exist to be fake and say what I think they’d like to hear, and keep them around, but why? They’re a bunch of back biting a$$holes with various personality disorders, who are abrasive and infuriating.

I’m guessing that the rest of you get some emotional reward for putting up with people whom you don’t really like or want around.

I’ve got my husband, and he’s devoted and dependable. I’ve got my cats and my awesome dog and a few genuine friends, and that’s enough. And I never have to sit here and try to figure out how to make people happy. Because f@#$ em, they either like me as I am, unfiltered and real and playing no games, or they can go somewhere else. Period. End of story.

I lament the loss of my sister over her political stance, but like I told her: you can’t say that you “love” me and support an administration that has vowed to take away my ability to see a doctor. You have to pick. And she picked. Not me, her. After lying and saying that she “understands”. Either she didn’t understand, or she’s a backstabbing hypocrite; one or the other.

My therapist posited a third possibly: that she understood to the best of her ability. That she thought she understood. In which case, I would say that an inability to do so, is still a lack of doing the thing. If she is literally incapable of being a decent human being, she serves no purpose in even being alive; let alone being part of my particular existence.

People are either valuable enough to justify spending time and energy and possibly money on, or they’re not. And anyone that votes for a Pussygrabbing bigot definitely isn’t.

All of these people carrying on about family and friend drama: Just dump them, already. They’re obviously just making your life unnecessarily difficult, and eating up your time, and causing you so much stress that you have to write about it, for chrissakes.

You know what the biggest source of stress in my daily life is? Figuring out what to watch while we have dinner. That’s it. And maybe, to a lesser extent, how to make time to do all of the things that I want to get done in a given day. I sleep all day unless I have an appointment, the husband cooks dinner, and I play WoW with long distance friends nearly until dawn. Cramming all of the housework and art projects into that schedule is what gives me grief. Not idiotic people.