I’ve thought about this all day.   I shouldn’t have let it bother me, but it keeps coming back to me.

Thousands of people marching across a border is not a caravan, it’s an invasion.   I don’t invite strangers into my home, I lock my doors, why is it wrong to keep my country as safe as I do my home?   A cousin pretty much told me I was a heartless bitch because I feel this way.    I’ve known her since she was born.   She’s known ME since she was born.   She’s so blinded by her hatred, hatred that is based on lies and half truths she’s been fed by the media, and which she never questions, that she’s willing to insult someone who had cared about her all her life.

She said she didn’t mean to hurt my feelings but I shouldn’t judge if I don’t want to be judged.

I’ve put her on my restricted list and she won’t see any of my future posts.   I would like to unfriend her, but I don’t want to cause family drama.

It’s a cluster and that’s that.

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6 Responses to Judged

  1. ekurie says:

    You are right. These people coming is terrifying. And people here cherry-pick what they want to believe while others want reality. If she’s smart will regret her harsh (and judgmental) words one day. If she is fortunate you will take her back as a friend.

    Meanwhile keep the powder dry.


    • She won’t. My father was wounded in WW2 and collected a pension from the govt. My parents were very good with money, didn’t spend more than they had, didn’t buy on credit, didn’t buy what they didn’t need for the most part. Consequently, they were able to send two of us to college. The rest of the family has always been jealous and felt that they didn’t have the opportunities we did. They lived on welfare for the most part, and now feel that it’s the responsibility of the world to take care of them.


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