Terminally nosey

There is a really, and I mean a really good chance I am going to start a fight but it’s been a long time coming. Mostly from my mother. I don’t think that any amount of church, praying or begging from God for her to get a grip is going to help me.

I posted a blog on my space and it was intended for a friend, the end was a very tongue in cheek joke for her and the rest was simply a way to let her know that in her rough time, I am here to offer her massive support. Something that she already knew but in my giving her the friendship she needed, she was also sharing with me something I needed to hear. It was important and reminded me not to be afraid of my own dreams anymore and to really go for what I want. She didn’t know it but she was doing me a huge favor and I wanted to thank her and tell her that I appreciate her for being such a good friend.

My mother reads this blog because she too has a myspace account and decided to comment on my post. She assumes that I am talking about an abusive relationships (HUH??) and then goes onto (without coming out and ACTUALLY SAYING IT) implies that it is me in the abusive relationship and that my husband doesn’t take care of us. (WTF??) Somewhere in her mind, her reading my blogs and posting her own thoughts on them is a way to get herself heard or being an involved mother… WELL NEWS FLASH… IT IS NOT.

It is NO suprise that her and I do not have a good relationship (never have) and she doesn’t like my husband, or the life I live or the choices I make but I think that a woman who can’t even come and babysit her own grandchildren 1 time (when she hasn’t seen them in almost 2 months), has NO BUSINESS implying or assuming anything.

It annoys me, it irritates me, it actually, literally, makes me want to vomit.

My poor friend read the blog and wanted to know what the heck my mother was talking about… So did I cause at that point, I hadn’t checked at myspace yet.

I have since deleted her comment and then left a new blog, I hope she gets the point. If not, Oh well. To say that it hurts me that she assumes things and looks into things that aren’t there is an understatement but on the other hand, I am hurt that she isn’t more of a grandmother to my kids.

Unfortunately I can only control so much and if I have to enforce that control, I will.

I don’t want to, but I will.