A Rebel Without a Clue

So, is it bad to hate people??? I mean really hate them and everything they stand for?

I don't even have to really know people to dislike them intensely. Sometimes, these people say things so idiotic that I have to believe that either they are truly that stupid or they choose to put their heads in the sand. If they are choosing to put their heads in the sand, then okay, I can try to deal and educate where possible. If they are truly stupid and refusing to use their brains at all, I have no way to deal, and I refuse to try.

My first example...recently, on a forum for local moms, the topic of circumcision came up. I am adamantly opposed to this and feel with my entire being that it is a form of child abuse and should be eradicated from the United States. I feel it is genital mutilation. So, I have very strong views. Women on this particular board tried to say that it kept infection away (whatever, teach them to clean themselves). Anyway, most of their comments fell into the normal stupid range. One woman was stupid enough that she actually stated that if there was something that could have been removed from her body as a baby to prevent infections, she would have loved for it to have been done. To me, this is falls into the realm of removing the breasts to remove the possibility of breast cancer. I wanted to tell her to go ahead then and have her labia removed, they retain all that moisture that could lead to some infections. I kept my mouth shut after that...mostly because I could feel my blood pressure rising. This woman has moved into my no respect for you category. I mean really, when I was a child, I refused to wipe when I peed. I got irritated; it hurt; I learned to wipe when I peed. If the boy in question gets an infection and it hurts, he will learn to clean himself properly to prevent future pain. If not, well, then...stupidity reigns.

My husband's cousin's wife has completely moved into the hate you category. She is the most selfish bitch I have ever met in my life. During her recent pregnancy which was her first, and she was 22 years old, she developed problems with her gallbladder. Instead of eating what she should be eating and incorporating gallbladder healing agents into her diet that I was kind enough to go out and find for her because she was too stupid to look it up on her own, she continued to eat KFC every day. She wondered why she had pain after eating pizza rolls. Have you seen the oil on those. I can't eat those even when I'm not pregnant. Anyway, no her way of dealing with the problem is to try to get induced early and taking pain pills (loratab and Percocet). Yes, she started talking induction at 31 weeks because SHE was in pain. At her baby shower, she ate the cake, she ate the dips. Later, she started to hurt. She just wanted her pain pills. I told my husband we had to leave THEN. In my opinion, she might as well having been doing cocaine. She also stated to another women who was carrying around a severe preemie (who at more than a year could not even crawl), "don't you wish your baby was that small?" Pure disgusting.

She finally got her way and was induced at 38 weeks. I still find this disgusting because you are not overdue until after 42 weeks. This poor baby could have been a whole month earlier, because SHE was in pain. She got lucky. That sucks. I really wanted her to learn her lesson about messing with mother nature. I wanted her to have the C-section. I wanted her to have the massive incision infection. I wanted her to think about it the next time. I feel so sorry for that baby. I found her birth story online and from reading it, all I can envision is this poor baby trying to hard to stay in until they attached the vacuum to his head and yanked him out.

I got roped into going to see the poor baby when it was a week old because my husband wanted to go. I secretly whispered to the baby that I was so sorry for his selfish mother...that he had had to go through so much instead of having a happy peaceful gestation and birth. The entire time we were there, the selfish bitch of a women disappeared. She hid the entire time we were there. I am sure you are thinking that it was because of the things I must have said to her...nope, I wasn't "allowed" to tell her at any time what I thought of her. I kept my mouth shut every I spoke with her. I was "good" at her shower and said nothing out of line.

Women like this should not have children. Women like this should not be allowed to be called mothers. They have no idea of what it means to truly give of themselves. I hate her. Truly hate her. My husband is going to give his relationship with his cousin another year before he gives up trying. I have said that I am done. I don’t want that woman around me and my family. She wouldn't even speak to me from the time she found out she was pregnant until she found out I was pregnant too.

I am planning my shower (only because I am the most creative of the bunch of women in my family). We will have few games, fruit, chips and dip, veggies, cake, punch, and we are going to decorate onesies for the baby. It will be more of a party than a shower. This is my 3rd baby, and we don't need anything, but I still want to have a party with everyone to celebrate the baby's birth. It will be at my mom's house, so my husband is hoping that if anyone on his side of the family gets out of control with their stupidity, my mom will throw them out of her house. There are some on his side that believe hospitals are good things and that is where babies should be born. Gag me. Pregnancy is NOT an illness. Birth is NOT an emergency. Why in the hell would I want to go to a sick house to have a healthy baby??? Anyway, we have to decide if we should invite the selfish bitch to the shower. I say no, Martin says we should send an invitation to her mother-in-law and have it say "and family," and then if she comes, she comes.

I can get along with almost anyone except when it comes to the gestation, birth, and newborn life of a baby, and even on that, most people do not know my views because I choose to hide them from the general population. I am so tired though of people, women especially, not thinking, not researching, not trusting themselves and their bodies.

I feel better now to have vented into space. I know the selfish bitch will never read this and will still never know just how much I hate her, and wish really bad things on her. Call it hormones...I don't care...but I seriously do not want that woman ever to be around my baby.

Okay, I am done now for now at least.