tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post7668401597816925633..comments2024-03-24T16:53:02.846-07:00Comments on Five Hundred Pound Peep: No Longer Allowing Bad Treatment in my LifeFive Hundred Pound Peephttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-69130675153755579662016-02-27T00:54:53.648-08:002016-02-27T00:54:53.648-08:00Absolutely love this post. My mother is Borderline...Absolutely love this post. My mother is Borderline and I am the scapegoat of the family. I had to remove my mother from my life - she was toxic. Your words are comforting. Thank you for your transparency.KLatelyhttp://kristinlately.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-4424990001948216882016-02-23T11:24:49.962-08:002016-02-23T11:24:49.962-08:00Actions speak louder then words, that's someth...Actions speak louder then words, that's something we all have to remember. Even the Queen told me she missed me in the cards after years of being ignored, refused visits and drive-bys. I would do better if people just told me to F off, instead of silent treatments and fake nice words. At least I would know where I stand and wouldn't be in shock at their coldness. So yes when you look at your brothers lack of actions for years, it speaks volumes. It is shit. People lie. Too many of them lie all the time. Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-53747348308350534152016-02-23T09:16:50.888-08:002016-02-23T09:16:50.888-08:00I don't know why I'm understanding this be...I don't know why I'm understanding this better today than yesterday. When mother died my brother called me and told me he missed me, all I could recall was that last time he cancelled at the last minute a get together we were going to have, just because they decided to make other plans, just because. Then I think of all the years, I didn't have the resources to see him but he did and he never once bothered to see me. <br /><br />So I don't see how he misses me. Sounds like sh*t to me. And I don't need this nonsense.Joan Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07775873193806083833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-27508980959331825202016-02-22T14:42:49.852-08:002016-02-22T14:42:49.852-08:00hanks Lora, sorry things went so badly with your b...hanks Lora, sorry things went so badly with your brother too, hmmm all the withholding, kind of like that cousin refusing to answer a direct question of mine. They all do that, withholding like crazy. Some play sweet while sharpening the knife for your back. <br /><br />Yeah be enthralled with a toilet seat, well my brother does nothing but brag and his latest is for his fat friend who weighs at least 350lbs [seen photos] making fun of fat women on his Facebook wall. I told myself just don't say anything it's not worth it.<br /><br />So yeah we got conditioned to have a tough time. I've been so beaten down with the People Tasters, Mrs. Fix-Its, etc. I am tired. It all goes bad. One thing I keep thinking if you have to work so hard, you are already digging your own hole. The real relationships are more spontaneous. Oh they don't throw you under the bus either for the group. Loyalty is a thing. <br /><br />I'd rather be alone then put up with a lot of the garbage I was putting up with. I know fear of being alone was part of it. My family left me so alone and bereft even during the years I lived with them, the air of desperation too set up a bad trajectory for endless insecurity.<br /><br />Thanks for saying I am on the right track and glad I am helping you. LOL about the beach. I know I feel like I am having episodes of ground hog day, the toxics operate a like. At least I will be better at spotting the red flags now. Thanks for saying I am a loving kind person too. There was times I thought "What happened?" People today get mad if you just disagree with them, which I will never understand too. <br /><br />Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-59888794185778881632016-02-22T09:02:36.192-08:002016-02-22T09:02:36.192-08:00Perfect description of "the process", Pe...Perfect description of "the process", Peep. Just experienced the latest casualty myself in my so-called relationship with my brother. (I guess, it's over. He was being particularly rude and I had the nerve to ask him why he was so dark and withholding where my experiences were concerned, but I was expected to be enthralled with his recent purchase of a friggin' toilet seat! He couldn't explain himself and hung up the phone. He hasn't called for several days, that's a record...)<br />The only thing I might add to what you posted was I get the impression you might not always have been "trying so hard to be loved" as much as you were just a loving, kind person, who kept wondering, "What just happened?!!!" every time you received the opposite of what you expected. You're so right about how we're conditioned to have a tough time. We all stay in the crappy relationships we're handed for far too long, just sure there's some formula for softening the blows that come from these easily antagonized jackasses. You are so on the right track in cutting them loose, IMHO, and you certainly continue to give me courage and direction. Navigating toxic people is like trying to enjoy a day at the beach when you discover you've been given the 'wrong directions' to the lake and have set up your picnic in front of an open sewer... again. Thanks Peep. - LoraAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-1301482909087572732016-02-22T08:26:11.491-08:002016-02-22T08:26:11.491-08:00It is sad. I have to admit I have gotten tired of ...It is sad. I have to admit I have gotten tired of it. One shouldn't have to live life always looking over their shoulder like this. I wish I could just be me and not worry. Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-20541868598118567692016-02-22T07:40:09.318-08:002016-02-22T07:40:09.318-08:00It's sad that we even have to make these decla...It's sad that we even have to make these declarations. You shouldn't have to fight tooth and nail to be treated fairly and like a human being. And to have to sift through everything you hear to find out what angle people are trying to work you with. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-36396403710548155392016-02-21T09:03:58.910-08:002016-02-21T09:03:58.910-08:00LOL Sue, thanks for the laugh....:p Yes sadly ther...LOL Sue, thanks for the laugh....:p Yes sadly there's a lot of maggots out there.Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-74877018846337786382016-02-21T08:47:30.728-08:002016-02-21T08:47:30.728-08:00Dear Peeps, pee-pull ask why you were surrounded b...Dear Peeps, pee-pull ask why you were surrounded by so many narcs? Uhm, could it be there's so many of them two-legged maggots out there? People are so clueless!Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12009191540139452049noreply@blogger.com