This Is Me Being Evil

To avoid some confusion and hurt feelings, the people referred to in this blog are MFKAMF and his family.

Every so often something is brought to your attention that just brightens your entire day. Sometimes it's small, sometimes big. But always just enough to lift your spirits.

For me it can be something new Aidan has learned, an email from a friend, a touching post by another blogger, or an unexpected gift. I'm fairly easy to please I like to think. The simplest things amuse me. At times, I am a big dork. But I'm okay with that.

Sometimes, every once in a blue moon, I take immense pleasure out of ruining someone else's day. Evil? Yeah, probably. But you know what they say about revenge being best served cold. Before you begin praying for my ever lasting soul, I will tell you that this happens very irregularly and I normally don't make it a habit simply because I've grown up. Of course I still hold a few grudges and if you hurt me, I'll hurt you back. But in the past couple years, I've matured a bit. Okay, only a tiny bit, give me a break.

It has been brought to my attention that I am currently as we read this together causing all kinds of sadness, tears, anger, and just general hurt feelings in one of my loyal readers (a.k.a. one of my stalkers) and I am loving every minute of it.

Why? you ask.

I won't go in to too many details other than to say it is about time someone else feels the pain that I have felt these past few years. It is about time someone else sheds tears when I am no longer able to. I probably should feel guilty that something I've said or written is causing someone pain. But in this instance? I'm so glad to be the one inflicting that. I really am.

Situations over the last 10 years really took over my life. My emotions were out of control, I was insane, my life was a mess. I have dealt with that, moved on, and am comfortable in my decisions. It just makes it all the more sweeter when I find out the villain in the story gets their feelers hurt when I tell the truth.

So folks, you just might see me heading towards hell when the good Lord comes home but I'm going to enjoy that seat because right now, I feel vindicated.

To my stalkers, I hope you keep reading. I hope it kills you to see what you are missing. I hope you regret everything. I hope that one day you will accept responsibility for your unhappiness. I hope you hurt every bit as much as I did. And I hope that you know it's making me feel good every time you cry.