Sharpen your pitchforks, shine your silver, crack out your bible and holy water, and start eating garlic now. Why? Well that's because a creature of the night is coming to the northern states. Why? Probably because there are to many churches in the southern states. What's it called? It's name you ask? I can't tell you that because the monster knows my PEZ and will rat me out.
Don't cry it's just a joke; you vampire.
I love everyone else thought.
Later.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Run and hide!
Posted by Caetie at 3:34 PM
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Well, if it's just a joke, then I won't rat you out, you can tell them my name. ;)
Oh, and just remember that no matter how you feel about me, I get to love you.
You can be angry all you want, but I'm here for you to talk to anytime you want to talk, anytime you want to scream, anytime you want to laugh or cry. I'm here. I'll always be just a phone call, an email, a blog, or a visit away.
You being angry doesn't change that. Not ever.
Love,
DV
Miss, I'm not angry. This reaction should not be misconstrued as merely anger. I don't like you anymore, I don't hate you, you are nothing to me.
You are nothing at all.
I'm removing you from the e-mail list. Now do not bother me anymore or I will be forced to block comments altogether.
Good day, you monster/"woman"/self proclamed "mother" of two/bitch.
Leave me alone. Stalker.
I love you.
After reading the comments, I am assuming Mo is the person you are referring to. I have two questions. One: what could this person have ever done to you to deserve such venom, when they clearly are trying to reach out to you? Two: what have you done to deserve such loyalty from someone who obviously loves you, but for whatever reason, you feel the need to keep pushing away? I have just started to read this blog recently, at the advice of a friend, and while I apprecite and enjoy a lot of the substance in it, this is really the first time that I have seen something that looks like the word of a spoiled child who is mad at Mommy or Daddy. If this is a parent, where in the world do you get off talking to someone like that, let alone a parent? Trust me, young one, for those of us who have lost parents in the past, it is always easier to yell and scream at them in person, then it is to regret never getting the chance to after they are gone. So, go ahead and rant and rave and call names. But make sure to listen at the same time, in the off-chance that you are wrong. Believe me, regret is a feeling that never truly goes away.
Now Anonymous I would like to start off by thanking you for you comment and your 1/4 of a sentence of positive feed-back. Now I'm going to move on to say that I don't know who you are. I'm glad that I have a slightly larger fan base then I thought I did, but I don't think that it's appropriate for you to speak to me like this.
I have a rule of thumb that if I don't know someone's name then they can't talk to me like we're friends. The fact that your are criticizing me for something that you obviously do not understand is very rude. I understand that because you do not have all the facts you might be confused.
Now I have often contemplated whether I would feel an ounce of remorse if Mo were to suddenly disappear. Even thought I wish that I would I can't even imagine missing Mo. I suppose that sounds a bit cold, but seeing as she doesn't regret what she's done I shouldn't either.
Sometimes when I hear my friend's stories about their terrible mothers I get jealous. At least they get to see theirs I always think, at least their mothers don't run across the country to be with their friends so that your left alone without one. Hell one of my friend’s mother did the same thing as mine, except she never talks to her. I'm jealous of that, I am so jealous.
So don't you dare, DON'T YOU DARE. Tell me what to do, when you have no idea what I have gone thought. NOW PISS OFF!
Have a nice day Anonymous.
Exactly what heinous evil has this woman committed on you that you are not able or willing to forgive? The woman is responding with love, and all you state is hate. It sounds like you want to hate this woman, for whatever reason. I fail to see how someone can respond to an obvious announcement of love with nothing but pure hatred. If the woman left you, have you ever bothered to try and find out why? Have you ever asked her? Judging by her comments on this blog, it doesn't seem that she would be unwilling to answer any questions you might ask. It sounds like you are too content being angry than to actually find out what the problem is and try to resolve it. Do you have so little respect for yourself and for the woman that brought you into this world that you would be willing to dismiss her and turn your back on her without ever at least trying to hear her side of the story? How petty of a person can you be? Normally I do not make it a habit of "criticizing" someone, but when I see a level of disrespect shown like this, something must be said. You may choose to dismiss my words and merely ignore them, as it seems that you are very good at dismissing people already. But my hope is that something, either through my words or through your own thoughts, will allow you to grow up and realize that someone is reaching out to you with love, and all you can do is lash back at them like a wounded animal. Aparently, my words hit home with you before as you so eloquently tapped into the mindset of a high school freshman to tell me to "piss off". Well, you may tell me to "piss off" while I will tell you to "grow up" and stop being so blind. Love is love, whether you realize it or not.
Except that I didn't run across the country to be with my friends and you aren't without a mother.
I am still here. We talked everyday for my first month here and then something happened that made you terribly terribly angry at/with me and I don't know how to fix that or I already would have.
I am not going to lie, I have friends. I enjoy spending time with them, having them be a part of my life, and being a part of theirs.
I had friends when I lived in Wisconsin, what's the difference?
I still have those WI friends in TN. It's amazing what you can do with the telephone, IMing, texting, emails, and even a pen and paper.
That doesn't change the fact that I am your mother and you are my child. I'm sorry, even with your mad skillz you can't undo parenthood.
Granted, this isn't the best case scenario, but it's the one we have.
I love you and I miss you.
This is the hardest thing I have ever done. There are days when I miss you and J and Mike so much my heart aches and I wish I could run down the street for a hug and a laugh and just random...
I hate that after all the talks we had before I left about us talking and making sure to stay in contact that you just won't communicate with me. I can't change anything if you won't first allow me to try.
I have to thank anonymous. At least they got an answer out of you. At least I can hear that you are angry and hurt and as stubborn as your mother.
I'm glad that someone has the decency to stand up for the proper respect of a parental unit.
Granted, there is a part of me that is very proud of the young writer you are, the other part of me is hurt, angry, sad, disappointed, and lost at how you chose to use the gift.
I wish I knew what to do or say to make things better. The thing is, parenting doesn't come with an instruction manual and I'm doing what I know how to do. I might suck at it, but at least I'm trying.
I miss you, Sunshine. My wish for you is that you will allow me to be who I am, the same as I allow that for you.
I need to be in Tennessee like I need air to breathe and you hated it. So, I gave you the opportunity to stay with your dad, your friends, your school. The downside is that I'm 450 physical miles away. The upside is that I'm just a phone call, an email, a blog, or a visit away.
You have to be willing to let go of the anger and let me back in.
I love you, that won't ever in a million years, a million miles, or a million heartbeats change.
I love you.
Love,
Mo
xoxox
Hello anonymous. I don't know who you are but i have an idea. Perhaps you have an idea of whats going on, but unless you can tell me everything, every little detail of what it is that is going on then you need to let sleeping dogs lie. Or fighting dogs alone cuz their fighting and unless you wanna get mauled as well. Then i suggest that you don't get involved. For your, and everyone elses sake keep your opinions to yourself.
Signed,
Exclamatory
Hello fellow humans, I would like to start off by telling you all to drop it. I don't know most of your names, nor do I think I want to, but seeing as you have invaded my nice little blog with rude comments I am going to stop relplying. My origional point stands. I do not welcome or invite this she-devil into my heart. I find it inapropriate for such hyprocrites to comment on what is going on here. Unless you are willing to tell me your name, I find no more of a reason to speak to you.
You know me, but what do I know of you. You "lost" a parent. Do I care, no. This is a common accurance the fact that you parade around like your the only "victim" makes me sick. My friend Hannah has recently lost a parent, so has my teacher, many people have.
Now what you need to do is step off your pedestal and come down to where the normal humans are. Speak to others with respect or they won't speak to you with any. Now to coin a phrase "PISS OFF!"
Again have a nice day, and a plesant tommarow.
"Now what you need to do is step off your pedestal and come down to where the normal humans are. Speak to others with respect or they won't speak to you with any."
I find it interesting that you chose to write this in the blogments of one of the most disrespectful pieces of writing possible.
It's interesting what you won't take from others that you yourself are dishing out left and right.
Maybe instead of attacking, you should actually READ what is being said.
You should be ashamed of yourself for talking to anyone this way, much less your mother.
"Sometimes when I hear my friend's stories about their terrible mothers I get jealous. At least they get to see theirs I always think, at least their mothers don't run across the country to be with their friends so that your left alone without one. Hell one of my friend’s mother did the same thing as mine, except she never talks to her. I'm jealous of that, I am so jealous."
What are you jealous of, that I'm not there to be a pain in your teenaged butt, or that your friend's mom doesn't talk to her?
I just don't know what else to say or do. I'll be in town in a couple of days and you'll come to dinner with us like a "normal human" and we'll go from there...
I love you. I miss you.
These things you already know.
Oh, and to "Caetie's Peep", it's interesting that you are warning anonymous to stay out of a situation that you are adding yourself into.
Threats and innuendos are the tools of bullies.
Caetie, I love you and all I want is to create a new relationship.
If that's not possible, then I hope that you let go of the anger. It serves no purpose other than creating more pain for yourself and others.
And you can deny the anger as apathy, just remember, apathy has less passion, dear one.
HA ANONYMOUS WAS REALLY A WHORE-FACE THE WHOLE TIME. HA HA HA!!! HOW DEPRESSING! SHE TRYED TO MAKE IT LOOK LIKE OTHER PEOPLE WERE ON HER SIDE, WHEN THE TRUTH IS THAT NO ONE CARES ABOUT HER!!! HA HA HA!!! I JUST CAN'T STOP LAUGHING.
Oh, I beg to differ, young one. I simply stopped writing because I grew tired of wasting my breath on someone who couldn't even recognize when they are loved. You obvoiusly have gained nothing from anything I have told you. Too content with hating to possibly accept that there may be something more to this whole story. I have never met any of you, but just judging by what I am seeing in this blog tells me more than I need to know. Besides, you wanted me to "piss off", remember? What should it matter if I, or anyone else, is "on her side"? You must be right. Your answers are the only truths, remember? No one else's opinion matters but yours. No one's feelings matter but yours. Young one, you either will not allow yourself to look past this anger to at least try to see what else there may be there, or you're too scared to do so, because you may realize that you wer wrong in everything that you have said, and in all the disrespect shown to someone who clearly just wants to love you. I have neaither the time nor the inclination to waste on someone who is unwilling to accept that they just might be wrong.
One of the hardest things to do is to recognize when you are wrong and apologize for it.
It leaves you vulnerable.
It's okay. I truly do remember being fourteen. I remember how irrational I felt and how much I wanted to be loved the way I wanted to be loved.
One of the lessons that I learned is that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want doesn't mean that they don't love you with all they have.
This sucks all around.
Yes, I have friends. They don't have to be on "my side" in any situation. It's just disheartening to realize that your child is hurting and angry and that there is nothing you can do to fix it, make it better, or change it.
Know that I love you. Nothing more, nothing less. I love you. Always have, always will.
Wish you had come to dinner with us. It was nice, would have been nicer with your face there with us adding in your humor and silliness.
You were missed.
You are loved.
I thought the actual blog was funny... these comments got pretty heated though. Personally, I think Anonymous is Mo, but that's just me.
I find it very interesting that ther is so much debate as to who I am, instead of what I am saying. Not that any of you would believe me, but no, I am not "Mo" or this childs mother or father. I have never met any of these people before. My only reason for commenting in the first place is that someone referred me to this blog as a possible spot to read the workings of a young writer. As a fan of literacy and always in the market for new talent, I came here. Some of the things impressed me. But, these petty name-callings and disrespect are simply things that I would never stand for in my own house. I felt it my responsibility to say something, since no one else would. How dare all of you to allow this child to speak of her mother this way! You should all be embarassed by this. How would you feel if your child spoke to you in this manner? How would you react if no one else said anything, or simply turned away and played deaf and dumb to the situation? I don't know exactly what the parenting situation is there, but I can honestly say that something is terribly wrong to allow a child to speak that way about a mother.
Hey Aunt Jen, it's nice to know that you thought Caetie calling me a "creature of the night" was funny. Yep, it was hysterical.
"Vampire" was another one that just tickled my funny bone.
My favorite though is "monster/"woman"/self proclamed "mother" of two/bitch"
"Aunt Jen" you should be very proud of your niece for speaking about me this way.
I am not "Anonymous" I don't need to be. It doesn't change one thing so why would I hide.
I'm not embarrassed that she feels this way, I'm disappointed. I'm hurt. I'm angry and frustrated. That doesn't change the fact that I love this child.
I don't like the way she's treating me or the manner she's going about it, but that will never change how I feel about her.
So, go ahead and condone the behavior, but don't be surprised when she does the same to you.
Caitie. Email me. It's Gramma Shelly. I love you and want to chat.
Luv ya!
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