Change is inevitable, folks



The folly of people who can't deal with change in any form is a topic that keeps popping up. My mother, friends, my redhead, and even someone from high school I ran into are bringing up this topic in myriad forms. It's incredible.



Go with the flow, people? Ok? It won't kill you. I'm losing my boss to an office in NJ in two weeks. All his stationery and biz cards are now useless, his job has been eliminated. You don't see him or me sweating it, do you? Why create insane situations just to keep holding onto the past? It's over, it's done, it's gone. Deal with it. Improve. Pick up, do your research and see how you can tailor the situation to your needs, not some outmoded concept someone else who isn't even around anymore told you how to do it. How many old tapes have to play in someone's head before you realize "this has nothing to do with me"?



And why all the disappointment? Old things go out so new ones can come in and make things better. I am so completely grateful that time moves forward and not backward. It's a blessing. Any fantasy I may have about going back in time disappears into thin air when I think of how much I was at the mercy of other people about 10-15 years ago. The fleeting moments of happiness were pure illusion. The reality was for every tiny happy moment, there were about 10 more where I was completely blindsided and kicked in the head. I was a punching bag for so many assholes, the sides of my face and back had dent marks.



It started with my parents, two people who absolutely should never have met, and it continued with cousins, teachers, and "friends"---DEAR GOD I USE THAT TERM LOOSELY--who showed their true colors. The big difference from then and now is that these people made me believe that I deserved no better than what I was getting. I was continually spoken down to as if I were chattel, pure idiotic trash. The moment I learned to expose these imps for what they were? Holy shit, what a power shift. I've learned it's good to have enemies, it teaches you who your friends are. By a certain age, you should only be able to count 5 true friends or less on one hand. The others? They're scenery. No better than a new table or curtains in your life.



I'm going to finish up the year with the situation I'm in and look to zoom ahead come January. I'm not going to be able to do much with the holidays arriving, so I'm going to enjoy candy, turkey, and tinsel trees without the added stress. I'm not thinking of it so much as a problem, rather than a transition. The people who can't keep up with me? Sorry, maybe you should have asked the hard questions. I didn't even want to, but that's the way the ball bounces.



And a wonderful announcement: yes, I'm getting the day after Christmas off. Someone is just going to have to drive in. I ain't got a family. This person does. One more day isn't going to hurt. I come from a news background. This person doesn't. Too fucking bad.