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That Post on being the Black Sheep in the Family

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For those that know me they would know that Family means the world to me. But for the past few years i have noticed more and more of them wanting to distance themselves from me.

It’s actually getting to the point where i wonder what i have said or done. It’s not like i am able to visit people i live in another state.

I don’t call anyone perhaps it’s that, maybe they think i don’t care, where really it’s the complete opposite i do care, i just don’t want to interfere in there lives, plus everyone is so busy these days.

Maybe i have just given up and want to concentrate on me for a change. Yeah i get that no one is the least bit interested in me losing weight (it’s why i don’t post it on my Facebook wall, i have a page for it). No one is interested in the Photos i take (Another Page). My Blog (Oh yeah another page for that too). I shouldn’t have to second guess everything i post, i scroll on by the posts that i find offensive.

Plus i have heard all of the excuses under the sun and then some. (There is a post somewhere on this blog of all of them, i just can’t locate it).

I get that perhaps most of the worlds population find me annoying, irritating & boring. I am not a horrible person, i actually care way too much, and it hurts like hell to know that people think i am this awful person. But you know what i would rather you tell me what i have done, rather than leave me wondering, and the truth is far better than the fictional story that you may have of me.

 

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