tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27448101.post6600429401563877818..comments2024-03-28T22:58:27.320-05:00Comments on One Gal's Musings: I'm DisturbedThe Gal Herselfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02566779726191649848noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27448101.post-39214948431318567002011-06-14T12:25:34.738-05:002011-06-14T12:25:34.738-05:00Okay, I tried to go on and keep my mouth closed, b...Okay, I tried to go on and keep my mouth closed, but I'm Southern, I could not do it. On your first thing, don't worry, I know how flippant that sounds, but you will be okay. 2. Just let me offer this: Agreed, he's a bigot and that's wrong. And when (if) you leave, he no longer has to deal with the discomfort of not getting to be one at least around you. He will only have to associate with his like-minded people. You have known him for so many years, and all that family history. Maybe the right thing is having the strength, personally and of character, to continue showing a life-long friend that he's wrong on this. And making him deal with it. 3. It is sad about the boy. I have a very intimate appreciation of similar circumstances. Two things I will offer. I noticed in another of your posts you are weaning yourself off the Lexapro. You are dealing with your situation. He is not. He's trying to make it everyone else's problem. Those opposite ways of dealing with "it," I imagine, could easily encourage a certain lack of empathy on your part. It certainly does not surprise me. Second, if he were a rabid dog, you the animal lover would regret such a condition for the animal. You might even know the situation that resulted in him not getting the vaccinations, so he later got the rabies. You may love the dog. But that does not change anything. Rabid, he's still a threat and a danger. You would not just let him bite you, or anyone you cared about.<br /><br />Just thoughts I'm sharing. I never claim to know the answer. Ultimately, we all have to do the right thing that is the right one for oneself in the situation, not what was right for anyone else.<br /><br />(Sorry, I deleted the comment. After sending it, I realized I was still logged in as those dang Cats!)Kwee Cats and Arthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16650228469037436925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27448101.post-55384894237760575032011-06-14T12:21:26.317-05:002011-06-14T12:21:26.317-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Kwee Catshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14566461490713507832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27448101.post-11411511506776893612011-06-14T01:02:58.261-05:002011-06-14T01:02:58.261-05:00Thanks, Ladies! I appreciate your input. I have de...Thanks, Ladies! I appreciate your input. I have decided to tell Tony (my hairdresser) that he was one more chance but then 3 strikes, you're out. And I appreciate knowing that no one thinks I'm horrible for being more than a little dead inside when it comes to my friend's son.The Gal Herselfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02566779726191649848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27448101.post-26981624550209532052011-06-13T21:46:31.823-05:002011-06-13T21:46:31.823-05:00It is impossible to balance bigotry with friendshi...It is impossible to balance bigotry with friendship. Even harder when it is family. I have distanced myself from those situations in the past. I just couldn't overlook it. It made me angry, uncomfortable and sad.The Bumbleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08334162339045336577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27448101.post-91022879442323437612011-06-13T19:29:58.766-05:002011-06-13T19:29:58.766-05:00I get how you feel about the boy, ie. feeling wors...I get how you feel about the boy, ie. feeling worse for his mother. My husband's second oldest boy went through horrible tragedy as a child. Then in his mid teens turned to drugs, alcohol, and crime. He's in his 30s and the behaviour persists. I feel nothing for him. <br />On a more upbeat note though, I have to say, I love your profile pic!Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09894333322881236627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27448101.post-54279778283175082482011-06-13T18:23:03.092-05:002011-06-13T18:23:03.092-05:00It's hard to break up with a hairdresser. I f...It's hard to break up with a hairdresser. I feel guilty when I've had someone else do my hair over the past twenty years that I've gone to my hair magician. But a bigot... I think I'd have to find a new hairdresser.Kwizgiverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02030855903021576354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27448101.post-62617272529190088102011-06-13T18:14:43.169-05:002011-06-13T18:14:43.169-05:00Life is really full of angst at times. Your hairdr...Life is really full of angst at times. Your hairdresser: I just had this same discussion with colleagues today about the use of the N word. It is totally unacceptable to me. I can see how you might feel uncomfortable in his presence, especially given you've afforded him several chances to tone it down in your presence. Hmmm.....I might have to go elsewhere.<br /><br />The boy: Sad for all of them. So sad. <br /><br />Your best friend: I've seen this type of post from you before. He ALWAYS comes around sooner or later. But really, I find it hard to imagine that you need anyone to keep you grounded. I come here often for common sense talk from the one and only Gal myself! He should be so lucky.Mimi Lenoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01616635898420835541noreply@blogger.com