OK folks, look...I haven't had any probs from my cyber friends because I think that ya'll read my blog and apparently understand me better than my apparent "real" friends and the people I'm around everyday. But for the others, the ones who have taken my last post in a completely offensive vain...in the simplest terms...screw you! I'm not going to get upset about something I have no control over and play the martyr, and if you knew me at all, you'd know that! If one more person comes up to me and tells me I really shouldn't joke about my condition, I'm gonna punch them!
With everything I've been through in my life, one more log on the so-called funeral pyre isn't gonna cause me to scream louder! Christ-all-mighty! Get a grip people! I'm not a whiner or a wailer and I'm not about to start now! So I have a mass in my head...I can't fix it, and crying 24/7 won't make it better, so why not make myself feel better by telling a joke or two? Where is the harm in laughing about it? It's my mass to laugh at, not yours! It's my life being affected, not yours! It's my cross to bear and if I choose to decorate it with sequins and glitter and Mickey Mouse heads, then by God, then so I shall!
Trust me, I am taking this situation very seriously...but I can't control it, so why make myself even sicker worrying about it? And to those (you know who you are) who are planning my funeral as we speak...THIS IS ABOUT ME, NOT YOU!!! For once, the world doesn't revolve around you!
Soapbox dismount...but my temper is still flared and if I get a headache because I'm pissed about this...well, that IS on your head!!