She's Crazy.

Remember this is MY blog, these are MY feelings, how I see things.

That being said, I'm tired of the complaints of someone I know. Complaining on FB about things they CHOSE to have in their life. Yes there are some things we CAN'T choose, but you DO NOT need to complain about them ALL the time. EVERYONE has something they wish they didn't. I TRY, (key word, TRY) not to complain about things too much, things that have happened in my life at least. I wish this person would do the same.

Why not delete them? It's a family member. Someone that would cause a scene if I deleted them. If something is going to be too much for you to handle, don't do it, or stop doing it! I don't know, I just hate people that complain ALL the time. Like seriously you CANNOT have a conversation with this person WITHOUT them complaining. Sometimes we all need to complain a bit, but when you constantly do it, I could smack you.

I have my own share of problems that make day to day things difficult for me. I have bad hips, it hurts to sit, stand, lay down, walk, pretty much anything. If I can't move and adjust myself 4 million times I will be in A LOT of pain the next day. This is why working out is hard, I can only do so much especially when it comes to anything that involves my hips. BUT I choose not to complain about it. It doesn't do anything for me. It doesn't make it disappear. 

Chasing A around and crawling and climbing every where with her is amazing, but it hurts. I wouldn't give it up for anything though. I would much rather be in pain then not enjoying my time with her. This person seems to complain about having to care for her children. Saying it's hard, well she knew her problems before she had her kids, (& I am NOT saying she shouldn't of had kids, or that she doesn't love her kids, she does) she needs to just shut up and move on. 

I don't know, just today, her complaining is pushing me to the edge. Maybe it's because she won't ask me for help. One day she left her kids and her brother's kid at school and they called my husband who works 1 1/2 hours away to see if he could get them, when I live 5 friggin' minutes from their school. She won't ask me for help because she's crazy and made stuff up and believes it. Oh and no one else will ask me for help, won't even ask me to bring anything to parties even if I offer BUT will ask everyone else. 

I'm pissed. I really am. When will this family grow up and realize they are crazy. Okay that was a little harsh but it's what I'm feeling at this moment. I needed to vent. I needed to let my blog be MY blog. 

Hope you all are doing well!