Deleted.

Ok, my apologies for taking a break from blogging. So you-----you know who you are-----HERE! Here is another post from my crazy life. Enjoy.

Deleted. Banished. Kicked Out. Expunged. Removed. So many words to describe what recently happened to me on Facebook by my sister. Yes, I said my sister. We haven't been close for some time now....too many stories and traumatic events to go into at this time, and there are a few of you that know them all. I want to take a moment and thank you right here and now for being there. For keeping me sane. For letting me vent, yell, cry, and talk my way through everything. You are more precious than I could ever write in a silly blog. Xoxo.

That being said, my sister deleted me as a friend on Facebook. We engaged in an argument while messaging each other, which really means that I didn't see things her way, and decided to not give in and conform--which always results in a battle of some sort. I later went to find a picture I knew she had on her Facebook page, only to find that in order to look at the photo, I needed to be her "friend." Had it come to this? Was she really this petty? Had she made the decision to cut me out of her life completely? Evidently so, as I looked at the screen, with her smiling face looking back at me, in utter astonishment and shock.

I can't even begin to explain all of the emotions I feel about this event. I keep attempting to type something profound enough to describe to you how I'm feeling, only to erase it and start over. The only word close enough to describe what I'm feeling is "HURT." In addition, I also feel some strange sense of relief and peace---a sort of freedom you get after being released from a toxic relationship. There are so many people that think Chris is the most wonderful, amazing person----always happy, always willing to help, always there for you. It's a facade. She's a brilliant actor. Making you believe exactly what she wants you to believe. There are only a few of us who see right through all of that------the people who will call her out and insist she hold herself accountable for her actions. To admit she's not perfect. To help her understand that there are other opinions in this world. Did I mention that she's getting married in July, and I'm not invited? And she's marrying a Pastor----which is interesting, considering that she doesn't seem to be acting very "godly" these days. Or maybe she saves her anger and mean streak actions for ME.

For those of you that are still left in her world, do not be surprised if one day, when you challenge her master plan, that you get deleted, too. I'll be here to welcome you.