It feels like such a long time since I've been able to get on-line. All I have to say is : Man, what a week. I hate to admit it, but I'm looking forward to Monday a lotjust a little bit. Not that I want everyone to leave, but I would like a little time to myself. I have wanted to post so many times, but it's been pretty hectic over Spring Break. Plus, my lovely Doctor has switched up the crazy meds, and I have to admit that I've spent more time crying than laughing this week - in a "somebody just killed my kitten" kind of way. Hopefully I'm just adjusting, but who knows, maybe I'm doomed to a lifetime of ugly.
A couple of weeks ago I was fooling around on Myspace (a program that I never get on), and I noticed some family members from my new dad's side of the family, and quickly added them without thinking. I mean really, who would've thought I would begin to receive hate mail? That's exactly what happened. Next thing I know I'm getting nasty messages from his thirty-seven year old daughter. Her first message to me said this:
"Why would you want to be my friend? you don't know me and don't even know if your really my sister!! I don't want anything to do with you until I have proof that you really are, so do us all a favor and stop pretending like my family is yours. You have caused enough trouble. I don't have a good relationship with my dad and neither will you so give up on ever thinking you will mean anything to him. Your just another mistake!! He doesn't want any of us including you.
You would be better off trying to get someone else to be your dad!! Is there anything else you need to know? I know you heard about me and never thought you would want to find me!!"
Ouch. Needless to say, I really wasn't expecting that one. That message literally shattered my heart. Then they kept coming, and they kept getting nastier and sillier until I just had to start laughing. This woman is thirteen years older than me, and she's writing me this stuff? I just chalked it all up to her being a bitter hag, and left it at that. Honestly though, I really don't understand it. Why would she be so mad towards me? I didn't ask for any of this.
While I'm on the subject, I'll go ahead and get a little bit more off my chest. When I first met my new dad in January he seemed like he was so happy to meet me. He called me every day. He asked me all the time to come up, and bring my son. Lately, the only time I hear from him is when I call him, and when I talked to him today he didn't bother to invite us up or even mention anything about Easter tomorrow. I mean, I kind of thought he would get The Kid a basket or something, ya know? I don't expect much, but he told me he wanted to be my dad, and my son's grandpa, and I think if he really wanted to then he should act like it. I'm upset over this. The way I see it is that I've never had a father, and I don't exactly need one now. Yes, I'm happy to have met him and his family, but if he isn't going to act like he wants us around then I'm not going to force myself on him.
On another note:
Do you all know anyone from Nigeria? I received an e-mail awhile back from a girl who said she found me on Blogher, and she told me she was from Nigeria. She went on to tell me this big elaborate story about how her father was a diamond seller, and someone came in her home and killed her mother and father, and she escaped to a refugee camp. All of this to try to scam me into sending her money. I actually e-mailed her back a couple of times, because I felt sorry for the girl. Also, a friend of mine has been e-mailing a guy she met on Facebook for about a month now. He told her he was from the same state as us, and they talked and got along for quite a few weeks. He had told her that he was an engineer, and that he was in Nigeria excavating oil. While they were chatting one day he said to her that he needed money to get his contract up and running so that he could "get home soon," and asked her if his friend mailed money orders to her for him if she could forward them to him in Africa. WTF. I mean really, who are these people? Is it impossible to make on-line friends anymore without wondering if they are out to scam you? I'm sure everyone in Nigeria isn't out for money, but I'm starting to feel that way.
I feel a bit better already. Thank you to those who read, and those who comment. It means so much - especially on days weeks like today this week.
