I finally accepted that my family isn't interested in my blogs or anything I have to say on facebook and then my aunt decides to join fb and now wants to friend me. This is the aunt who sends me fundie and tea party shit. Without that baggage she's a lot of fun and interesting to talk to but I am out of the broom closet online and I'm not going back in. Not to mention my parents don't know Zach is gay and of course, neither do my aunts and uncles. My sisters and my nieces and nephews, my children and grandchildren know but not my parents. And I don't intend to change that. My dad isn't known for his tolerance about the subject and my mother hasn't accepted that he has Tourette's and OCD so I really don't think she'll be able to handle having a gay grandson.
So I've decided not to friend her. She wouldn't like the stuff I post there anyway as I'm not shy about how I feel about the fundies and tea party people. Not to mention all the Pagan stuff I post there. This is also the aunt who decided I needed a lecture on not visiting my parents more often so I'm not feeling particularly generous. I love her, but I'm not going to change who I am or how I do things. And I'm not going to set myself up for lectures or "prayers" either. I'm not going to advertise to people who won't understand it but I'm also not going to hide in the closet either.
I've been cleaning and organizing today and it's amazing how much more spiritual I feel when my house is clean. Well, okay, cleaned up. I haven't managed to achieve clean yet. I'll try to get some pictures of my Yule altar and my kitchen altar tomorrow. It's supposed to be sunny and above zero so I can open up the curtains and let some sunshine in. Good thing I thrive in the dark of the year or I'd suffer from SAD during the winter months.
Actually I've been experiencing fewer depression symptoms of late. I really must thrive in the dark.
I haven't decided on a new necklace yet so I'm going to knit myself a charm bag so I can wear my crystals when I need to. I think that's what I want to wear now. Maybe after the first of the year I'll decide if I want a pentacle or something else.
Off to finish up supper and curl up in bed to knit and watch some history documentaries. I love this time of night.
A charm bag is a great idea! Also a great idea -- not letting your aunt friend you on FB!
ReplyDeleteI have a 17 year old born again niece...my husband's side. I've "hidden" her on Facebook because I got tired of reading all of her hateful crap. As an aside, she is insanely anti-gay and one time when she was over here with her family at dinner she started spitting out bullshit about it. I told her that she is a 17 year old "know nothing" and those remarks will not be tolerated in my home. I told her that she could finish her meal outside if she prefer. Her face turned white as a sheet (she's afraid of me anyway...the whole witch thang) and she's never come back over. I will be seeing her for the first time in months on Christmas. Hmmmmm, wonder how that's gonna go down? tee hee hee. See, I'm one of those people that believes if I'm in a room and someone makes a hateful remark and I remain silent, I might as well have said it myself. Speak up against hate!!!!
ReplyDeleteThis has inspired me to a blog post....I will give you credit : )
ReplyDeleteThanks, Debra. I've got some ideas on design for the charm bag and since I have a terrible allergy to nickel and can only wear the fine stuff that I can't afford, I've been more and more looking into organic jewelry. This could be the start of something big!
ReplyDeleteDark Mother, I don't normally hang with my family and avoid my in-laws so I am free from the angst that goes with that. Mostly. On the phone my mother will rail against "those people" meaning Muslims and the foreigners who have taken all the places in medical school that my cousin would otherwise have gotten (this was on the day she graduated from college...apparently she thought she should have gotten a medical school before that)and the people who own the corner convenience store she won't go in. And my aunt mocking the people from Hurricane Katrina because they weren't as hardworking as the people in Tennessee and didn't pull themselves up from their bootstraps from their "flood" like the Tennesseans did. Again with the "those people" comments.
ReplyDeleteGood for you for standing up to her though. I'm such a coward when it comes to confrontation. I am getting better at it, but I'm still such a wuss.