Censorship

It's pretty pathetic when I have to go IN THE CORNER OF MY OWN WEBSITE to possibly even have 2 seconds to be ME?!?!?!

I'm really pissed off. 

So, here's the story. 

This morning I had a lowsy experience at a coffee joint.  (We'll just leave it at that...ok.)

I was kindly confronted from someone at the radio station because I 'ripped on a client that advertises with the company'. (NOT ME....with the company.)

Now mind you.  I'm a firm believer that you don't bite the hand that feeds you.  

And - if I didn't feel that maybe I shouldn't have been so UGLY and HONEST about how I felt..I'm not sure if I would have taken it down...even though, in reality-deep down-I TOTALLY still feel like that.  I can't stand this place.  It's awful.  But...I digress.  (What kind of run-on sentence was that?!?! lol)

So, the image to the right is the conversation I had on facebook.  I already know who called me out to my boss at the station.  I get it.  

And I'm not really 'pissed' about that.  I could have said 'forget you-this is my facebook page-it's set to private-it's who I am....yada yada.'  But for the sake of argument.  And because I DO admit that I wrote it in the heat of the argument.  

I took it DOWN.  

THEN, this evening-I saw this hysterical photo.  It's of a woman at a little kids birthday party.  Oh hell, I should just post it here.  

Sigh. 

Anyway, she's at a birthday party eating cake off a kids hand-and it's cropped off-super short to the womans face and the kids hand.  Ahem.  At first glance it looks like she's eating something. 

IT'S FREAKING HYSTERICAL!!!  

Then my sister reamed me.  Saying it was not appropriate for facebook.  

WTH?  (Ahem. And this came from someone who posted 3 different pics of stacked up empty beer cans two weekends ago...saying how they 'didn't finish'...but-once again I digress.)

But I have to tell you. 

IT FRIES MY ASS that I'm being told what I can and can't say/do on facebook.

WTH?!?!?  What I did evidentally was worse than saying FUCK on the internet. 

So I guess I can say that. 

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When I first started this blog I was told by family that I'm 'sharing too much' giving out too much info, maybe I shouldn't write that I'm depressed..that my husband is an asshole..blah blah blah. 

I went OFF on them when I did. 

Let me ask you this.  Who the hell made YOU GOD that gave YOU the responsibility to tell ME how to live MY LIFE?  

Ok.  So that was a little bit harsh. 

But, I'll tell you one thing. 

I don't look at porn.  I don't molest children. I donate to charity.  I pray. I take care of my child.  I hold the door for little old men coming in and out.  I don't steal.  Cheat.  SHOOT PEOPLE.  I don't even put people down in a hateful or conniving way.  I don't beat my child.  Hell, I don't even whip him OR raise my voice to him.  I sit him down and talk with him kindly and educate him what is right and wrong....

Then why the hell do I have to CENSOR who I am as a good outstanding human being???

I live my life.  

I am who I am.

But if I'm not hurting anyone-why should I change that?  OR be CENSORED for that matter.

My husband has NEVER been one to be on my side with this stuff.  Even when someone BLATANTLY told a lie loud and clear about me on twitter once when I got so upset about it....Nada.  He had this 'but what if BLAH BLAH BLAH' side.  I think he does it on purpose.  He is ALWAYS the devils advocate in everything I say and do.  It sucks.  It hurts.  it makes me cry.  It breaks my heart.  But oh well.  It is what it is.

I get it.  I totally get it.  

It's just come to me.

It's not about me.  It's about THEM.  They worry how it will affect THEM.  

What would people think of THEM for something I said?!?!?!

That's it.  

You know what I gotta say about that?  

Fuck you.  It's not about you.  It's about me.

And if I want to say something stupid or be HONEST about my experience somewhere (whether they advertise with ME or the company(s) I affiliate with) then it's MY OWN DAMN FAULT.

If I lose business over sharing my heart or being honest and open....then all be it.  

It's my fault.

So keep your fucking nose out of it.

((Damn it feels good to cuss and go off in this little secret corner.))

Go ahead.  Leave comments.  Tell me how YOU really feel.  Now I'm asking for the feedback.  =)

But remember..this is MY BLOG.  I have the liberty to delete your ass if you put me down. 

Double smiley faces right now. xoxoxoxoxo.