Fake People

Hypocrite (n):
1. A person who professes beliefs and opinions that he or she does not hold in order to conceal his or her real feelings or motives.
2. a person who feigns some desirable or publicly approved attitude, esp. one whose private life, opinions, or statements belie his or her public statements.

“Better to be known as a sinner than a hypocrite.” - Proverb

“The only thing worse than a liar is a liar that's also a hypocrite!” - Tennessee Williams

I'd rather be loved for what I am than for what I'm not.  Sure, acting a certain way will probably make more people like you, but they don't really  like you, they like the person they think you are.  So you lie, and you continue to act the way your new friend likes you to act.  But is it really worth it living a lie?

I've been dealing with a lot of fake people in my life, a lot of fake friendships, and I've started cutting the cord.  Shame on you who only call when you need something or need someone to talk to.  Shame on you who only wanna talk about you and your life all the time.  I don't need you, and I certainly don't want you. 

How to Lose Fake Friends:

1. Start saying "no." Fake people will lose their use for you if you stop paying their bills, watching their kids for free and running them around town.

2. Tell the truth. Fake people hate honesty. It's the lies that keep them feeling good about themselves and their lives. So share your true feelings about their actions and watch how they fade away.

3. Avoid the drama. Fake people enjoy others who get sucked into their drama. Cut conversations short that deal with your fake friend's usual complaints. You know, the ones they never plan to do anything about.

4. Focus your energies on your real friends. Fake people will hang around as long as you let them. So, don't. Cut back on their time and spend it with your real friends.

5. Build up your confidence. Fake people have a hard time attaching themselves to people who have good self-esteem. Why? Because people who feel good about themselves won't put up with them.


Walking away is so freeing at times...

Goodbye to my furbaby

Who knew that animals become such a part of our lives? 

December 6, 1997 I met my furbaby.  A friend bred her Dalmatian, and I got pick of the litter provided I help with all THIRTEEN puppies!  If you've never had to deal with 13 nursing puppies inside a single-wide trailer laundy room in December you're missing out! 

Paxton quickly became my child - I took him everywhere.







He's about 7 months in this picture. :)



Around Christmas 2011, curled up in my lap :)

 On March 16, 2012 I said goodbye to my first furbaby, my child, my protector, my best friend. It was time. He was old, he was going blind, and he was in the early stages of dementia. It got to the point where I was afraid of him, and that's when I knew that my friend was only there in body, his spirit was already gone.  I was blessed to be there when he took his first breath, and I was so glad to be able to be with him when he took his last.  (If you live in or near Lauderdale County, I HIGHLY recommend Tyson Pompelia at the Collinsville Vet Clinic.  He and his staff were SO amazing to me during all of this, and I will never use another vet as long as he's around!)    

The funny thing is that I never learned just how much I depended on him.  Robbie went on an overnight trip the week after I lost Paxton.  For the first time in 14 years, I was completely alone in my house.  It was the strangest feeling.  I wasn't exactly scared, but it was sorta uncomfortable just knowing that he wouldn't be there to bark to try to alert me/scare someone off/etc. should something happen. 

I know I'll have another dog - I love animals too much not to.  It'll be awhile though.  My heart just isn't ready to share that space just yet.