I was watching “vanderhumps ” the other night with my husband, and YES we completely watch that shit like the rest of you, when before our eyes it was like a “meangirls” moment of intense bitchieness where Katie the newest ring leader of the group, Kristen and Stasi were all ganging up on Sheana for simply talking to Lala at work in a prior episode…AS IF
Katie has basically forbidden anyone of her “friends” to speak, look, mumble, share any milometer of space including their work environment with the currently ousted lala, the boycotted dating a married man, dick sucking, ranger rover driving bitch who’s the hostess with the mostess on “their”show..
the following night, again, on the couch awaiting my husbands arrival from work surfing the tv, I fall upon the actual movie meangirls..of course I start to watch it because clearly the t.v is talking straight to me on a relatable spiritual universal level about the situation I currently find myself in with some former family members who have boycotted, kicked me to the curb like garbage, and basically snubbed me from the tribe..
I never realized nor did it ever really occur to me that when i ended up divorcing my ex husband over 9 years ago, that i would some how be pushed out of my own family in loo of him over the course of these years suffering horribly from the effects and aftermath, to them metaphorically divorcing me in the end.. they however in light of it all gained him as their token conciliation prize and inadvertently became his now new form of collateral damage..so I guess in all, its as simple as a check mate..(snort snort)
I should have seen it coming this mean girl mentality, since I fed this monster personally for so many years prior by trying to be the nice ex wife while including him because that’s what was expected of me..in truth to be honest, it wasn’t just because I was such a nice person, it was more because I was so afraid and scared to cross him based on my experience in the past with him that it was better to behave then to suffer the consequence later..
so like the saying goes you keep your friends close, and your enemies closer and thats how I survived and happen to feed this beast of a situation with my very own hands..i on the flip side, have no intentions of keeping my enemies close any more, and have slowly snipped each thread and cord that has ever connected me to them since feeding on toxicity is no longer a delicacy I choose to nourish myself with which has ruffled a lot of feathers in the chicken pen..
I guess in truth while reviewing my childhood and looking back at our entire family tree, I shouldn’t be so surprised..this generational repetitive dynamic legacy of shunning a family member out for the sake of saving the narcissist has been historically repeated over and over with a different variety of players each time to this prevalent disturbing mean people behavior..
there are living skeletons in somebody’s else’s locked up closet but no longer taking refuge in mine..by the grace of the divine god, I was gifted and sent one hell of a husband who has had to withstand a long list of offenders while protecting me from people he should have never needed to protect me from..ever..
sometime you must wear a beautiful layer of thick skin, allowing you the FREEDOM to speak your eloquent truth..when some one shows you who they are the first time, please believe them..it is not for nothing when the flag is waving to get your attention..evil people in my opinion come in 2 categories, those who do evil stuff, and those who see evil stuff happening and don’t d anything to stop it..its really that simple..peace love faith hope