COVID-19 Lockdown, Day 132

Another eventful week. First, there was the death of the civil-rights leader John Lewis. People were pointing their fingers at the President because he said that he would not attend the funeral. Back up; wait a minute. First, this guy was a major opponent and yet another power-drunk Democrat who only cares about the deep pockets of the social elites. Second, what if he said that he would attend the funeral? The DemocRats would show their object to that too. I still remember that tragedy in Cincinnati a few years ago. When the mayor learned he would come to visit, she basically told the citizens to make him as uncomfortable as possible. Even before he were elected, the media and left-wing hate groups had already decided for the rest of America how he should be treated, and anything good he does will be ignored, but every error in judgement and every stupid thing he says will be exploited. He can't do anything right, and the party of DemocRats is infallible. While he has said and done things unbecoming of a president, so have his critics. So have Pelosi, the Three Stooges, and even St. Obama, the patron saint of divisiveness for the sake of misguided inclusivity. 

So, this week has sucked--especially because too many people committed my pet peeves. First,. and this is with work especially, people do not return my letters and phone calls. Yes, I know that people are busy, but how much time does it take to send a text or a quick email to say that you had gotten my message and will get back to me when you can? Why do people ignore me after a few weeks of waiting on a response about something urgent? Is it too much to ask? It is rude and inconsiderate. ANSWER MY MESSAGES!!

The second pet peeve is one where the guilty parties are stretching my last nerve. Verbal bullying. Badgering. Harassing in order to get one's way! It is disgusting and childish! First of all, people, when you see me concentrating on my breathing, PUT THE SHUT TO THE UP! That means I am trying to stay calm to keep from hurting you. There are many who will come and tell me to try to understand the guilty party's behavior because of all they are going through. Put away the violin right now! The only time I will empathize with such people is when they can manage not to take out their life's frustrations on others. No matter how bad your life is, you have choices. Make the wrong choices, and there will be hell to pay. That's the way it should be. 

I make it clear even to my clients, no matter what is done to you, you have a choice to not do that to others. Beside, I have had a hard life: health problems, anxiety and depression, which are no longer medicated, and an underpaid full-time job. On top of that, I am an African-American male, which just adds to my problems. Here is the thing: NO ONE CARES. If I take a proverbial swing at someone and then show them where I bleed, they will just make sure that I bleed in other plases too. Yet, I am expected to let people urinate on my shoes and tell me that they just came in from a storm? Nuts to that! I have given my 20s and 30s to such nonsense. Well, I am 40 now, and I say genug ist genug! If anyone bullies me, there will be consequences. If I give to someone, and they vomit on me, I will just give less. There was a time in which I had no friends, activities, or actual life. Yes, I was lonely, but I had peace of mind. I debated for a long time about what is worse: loneliness or sanity. I have come to a conclusion: sanity is more important. Loneliness lasts a short while since I can be alone with myself for a while without getting lonely. As for peace of mind, once that goes, so do integrity, dignity, Without those, what am I? Who am I? Why do I matter? What is the purpose of my life? Hence, peace of mind, once lost, is much harder to get back than anything else. Hence, it is vital to find, take back, and keep one's peace of mind--ideally in the company of others, but alone if necessary.

--Signing off.