Who exactly do you think you are?
You seem to think that you know me, and my life story.
You decided that you are the authority on my lifestyle and the choices that I make.
You don't know. You don't get to call me names and you don't get to tell me that what I am doing isn't okay.
Do not come into my house and tell me that I can't have a guest over just because your kid is moving out.
I am not a terrible person for deciding that the person I was with was a drain on me emotionally and financially.
I am not going to apologize for my actions.
Apparently when you decide that you are breaking up with someone, it gives their family free reign on telling you how they see things.
Last week, (super important timing facts - even though I rarely post on here) the ex moved out. Shocking. He was welcome to stay until he threw one too many temper tantrums of stupid things, so he was told to leave.
His mother and the one we call "useless friend" decided to tell me that I was a terrible person and, "How dare I tell him he can't wear his crucifix necklace"
If you don't know the significance of the symbol around your neck it's probably not a good idea.
Current status: not friends
Fast-forward to a week later, and my DM (Dungeon Master for Dungeons and Dragons) has decided that he wants to live stream our games. Awesome!
Now I have to put pants on; I play in my pyjamas most days since I don't have to have a camera on. The joys of playing online.
On my Instagram account I posted a photo of myself (clearly) with a comment jokingly complaining about having to wear pants on Saturday mornings now, and one of his sister's has decided that now is a wonderful time to tell me that I am a whore (just not in those words) I love when people do this.
This is never okay. No one is ever allowed to tell someone what they can or cannot do with their own body. Especially when you are saying things with no fact base to make theses accusations by.
Current status: not friends
Fast-forward to a week later, and my DM (Dungeon Master for Dungeons and Dragons) has decided that he wants to live stream our games. Awesome!
Now I have to put pants on; I play in my pyjamas most days since I don't have to have a camera on. The joys of playing online.
On my Instagram account I posted a photo of myself (clearly) with a comment jokingly complaining about having to wear pants on Saturday mornings now, and one of his sister's has decided that now is a wonderful time to tell me that I am a whore (just not in those words) I love when people do this.
This is never okay. No one is ever allowed to tell someone what they can or cannot do with their own body. Especially when you are saying things with no fact base to make theses accusations by.
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| See Comment from "Jess Jess" Second from the bottom. |
So maybe I'm more responsible... But who am I to judge?
(I wrote this a while ago.. But I shall post it anyway.)
Also... The comment triggered a hail storm of "Thou Shalt Not Slut Shame" which was glorious.
Playing #DnD again.Just another Saturday morning.Might be streaming it next week.. Test driving this whole "wearing pants" thing, #whoneedspants #girlswithpiercings
Posted by Yuki Skye on Saturday, 7 March 2015
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