Feeling a bit crabby this morning.
This past Saturday was the two-year anniversary of the loss of my Brother From Another Mother. I shared a story on my social media wall about how we met and adopted each other as Family of Choice because we both came from dysfunctional abusive families. (It's hard to believe it's been 24 years in August that we became Family of Choice.) I shared that memory because it was special.....and then my Special Brother's former "manager" just had to post her "comment" about how much she KNEW EVERYTHING and she was "so glad" we met and blah-blah-blah!!!!
B!TCH!!!! PLEASE!!!!! You were NOT even in the picture 24 years ago! You were NOT even there so your "comments" have NO weight!!! (She's already been told off by my Special Brother's widow shortly after he died and it got ugly! The "manager" was trying to act like the wife/grieving widow which was WAY inappropriate when doing that in the face of the ACTUAL WIDOW!!!!) I'm convinced that this "manager" is an N and trying to use his name for her own self-aggrandizement! SHEESH!!!!
