I’ve been sort of tired and cranky lately (shut up), and when I saw Melissa‘s latest post my mood shifted right into pissed off. She’s been posting about trying to sell her house and how horrible an experience it has been, but apparently she’s been getting emails and comments along the lines of “Shut up already. It could be worse. You could have [insert dreaded health condition here] and then you’d deserve to complain.”
Give me a fucking break.
This isn’t a competition. No one is keeping score. Undoubtedly, Melissa would concede that being afflicted with [insert dreaded health condition here] is far worse than the real estate nightmare she’s been living.
But does that mean that her story isn’t worth hearing just because it doesn’t meet some imaginary level on the Pain Richter Scale? Of course not, and only a control-freak moron would think otherwise.
No one who knows me is surprised by the news that I cannot stand to be told what to do. And I am so offended by asshats who want to silence all conversation except for what they deem worthy. There’s a nice, toasty spot in hell reserved just for them and the rest of the “I will tell you how it is going to be” brigade.
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