A RANTING WOMAN RANTING DAILY…,
I have long been accused of sticking my nose into things where I didn’t belong. Things I say, in my attempt to bring a point to light, are taken as attacks. Well, that may be so, but if one is a ‘friend’, a true friend, then are not comments allowed? Apparently not for some.
I’m a lot like my Dad. I’ve been told that, because of his outspokenness, people either loved him or hated him.
I guess I’ve inherited that brash attitude. Oftentimes, when something r-e-a-l-l-y bugs me, I have to speak up. Normally I am a person who doesn’t like to confront others, or hurt their feelings. If the severity of the situation warrants it, I go on the offensive. Cruelty to animals, human rights violations, spiritual self-righteousness or just plain stupidity and totally lack of common sense will set me off.
So, if it BUGS ME, it’s gonna go here. Doesn’t matter if it happened yesterday or 40 years ago. If I feel you need to know this, it’s gonna go here.
Rather than rant AT my friends, I will rant TO them collectively. If you’re a friend and you recognize yourself, congratulations! Perhaps you might learn something about yourself or our relationship that I couldn’t voice before.
Names will always be changed to protect the guilty or stupid.
Some of you may enjoy this; others will be offended.
To those who approve: ROCK ON, fellow ranters!
To those who don’t: TFB
You figure it out!
