I Just Pulled The Last Post

And I'm censoring this blog.  


To the anonymous person who keeps leaving "helpful" comments, step off (if you need an explanation see my previous post where she decided to tell me I was "just wrong").  If you don't like me, my blog, or what I have to say, quit reading it.  This is my space to record the good and bad days in my life.  But right now, I feel broken, and I have a right to put that.  You don't know me, my husband or the frustrations we're both dealing with right now.  Hell, even when I do put things on this blog you've chosen to leave comments without reading the back story.  Good for you, you're obviously the type of person who doesn't have the nerve to leave anything about your own life (much less write about it), but feels you have a right to comment anonymously on others without even reading what they've written.  


Today was a bad day, actually it was a bad 30 minutes, the rest of the day had been quite lovely.  My husband called excited that he was getting off work earlier because his workout leader was on leave.  We had a bad half hour (it was probably less than 15 minutes), a glass got thrown, words got said, and we're both venting our frustrations by cleaning.  Do not pretend that because you read occasional posts (as evidenced by commenting on an earlier one after an update had been posted but very obviously not having read that one or ignoring it) that you know us.  


For the record, I love my husband fiercely.  I have since we were teenagers, and many of our problems stem from expectations we had for this marriage and ourselves that in a busy life we failed to meet.  We're working on that.  Not knowing your life and your failures I won't make comments on your life anonymous or otherwise.  I will say that my husband loathes commenters like yourself who he calls trash/junk/trolls.  You're unhelpful and incorrect in your assumptions.  Continuing on the record, my husband loves me.  A friend put it correctly this morning in that a problem of ours is that my husband "worships me" to the extent that he will not communicate when he feels there is a problem because he doesn't want to hurt me.  Our anger issues are a recent thing, born of a frustration that you cannot even begin to understand mainly because you are not me, or him, and you only know of what I choose to write on here.


I closed comments on the post I took down because quite frankly, I have a right to write something when I'm upset and not have to hear unhelpful comments.  Plenty of people have offered suggestions, gently and helpful criticized me and I've had no problem with it, but I expected you to want to comment.  And you did, simply on another post.  You are not welcome here, and quite frankly if you cannot help yourself, if this is some sort of compulsion, I have no problem helping you out.  I can simply do that by making this blog a place where I regulate every comment.  Problem fixed.   


Although you seem to be an individual who is projecting your issues onto others, I do hope you have a lovely day!