There are a couple of things that have me really angry right now. Angry isn’t the right word, you know what, it’s old fashioned pissed off.
First off, I have not been sick in years and now I have a low grade fever, sinus something, I don’t even know what, coughing and I am losing my voice. I am doing oregano oil, frankincense oil, lemon oil, geranium oil, eucalyptus oil and hot lemon and honey. Add the Tylenol extra strength night time cold plus medication and it is way pleasant right now.
I even did a bought in my sauna with the eucalyptus oil, all I did was get sweaty, I thought I would sweat this stuff out, no dice. I have even tried the faceblaster, it is supposed to be great when it comes to sinus issues.
I may have to break down and go to the doctor. I hate going to the doctor, I have to literally be on death’s door before I will go. Oh add vitamin D to that list.
That’s the first thing, the second thing is a little for egregious, in my opinion.
I talk about this all of the time, this is not a huge secret, I am adopted, I was adopted by my great aunt and uncle. Great being the operative word in so many areas, but in this instance, age. I have stated before my dad was born in 1911 and my mom was born in 1913. This is not a secret. I have two nephews older than I, my siblings are way older, 28, 24 and 20 years older. Not a secret, my brother that just passed in August was a great-grandfather, again, not a secret.
So then why am I getting this whole oh I thought the person you call your nephew was your cousin crap. When I say um his mom is my sister, this person acted like they didn’t believe me. Would you like to see my adoption papers? I was legally adopted, I have the papers, I also have my birth certificate saying who my parents are. They match my siblings.
This is the kind of stuff I grew up with, oh it’s Angie, she isn’t real, kind of crap. I don’t need that from a near stranger, we might have gone to the same school, in the same hometown, but apparently you don’t know me at all.
Yes, this person acted like they didn’t believe me when I said my sister is my sister. Oh, she’s so much older than us, me: I was adopted. Her: oh I know but still. But still what? Why would I lie about that? Seriously, this is not something one says to an adoptee. My sister is my sister, my nephews and my neice are my mine, my brothers are my brothers. I have the paperwork to prove it, just in case anyone is interested.
We may not talk every day, but I love them all, with my whole heart. So to come at me like that, so not cool. Oh I deleted that person off of my Facebook, I don’t need that kind of person knowing anything about me.
Thanks for listening, this has been a fever induced rant, but it has been brewing for a few weeks.
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