CurlySue
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I am actually in shock. Speechless. Without words.
Since about 2002 I have had an online friend named Linda. She is, at fifty-four, older than my mother but we always seemed to get along quite well because we were both fans of the same TV show and we kind of met on a forum just like this one. We shared the same interests and, all in all, she was a pretty cool lady. We used to email every day. We had this little shared interest where we both enjoyed writing stories. Of course, I've always had a dark writing style and she is more into the fluffy elements of the world but we found a common ground. We had a lot to talk about.
Earlier this year, just before my lap operation, she sent me this DVD. Honestly? It was shite. Truly shite. It was this TV movie that she adored about "two gay men falling in love"...which, to be honest, is not my thing. I'm more of a Donnie Darko fan. I like dark, moody, Indie flicks. I like something wordy. Something a little off the wall. My favourite TV show is about a serial killer. You get the picture.
So, anyway, I didn't get round to watching this DVD because every time I tried I got bored. I explained to her that I was trying my hardest but that I could not get into it, and she kept on saying "Give it a chance." Anyway, to cut a long story short, I never bothered watching the DVD because she knew it was not my thing and I had a lot on my mind.
She suddenly starts being 'funny' with me two days before my fertility appointment. I had been 'down' and 'edgy' and things had not felt right. I was nervous about what the specialist was going to say. I feared he would tell me I could never have children, but she is being funny with me, so I ask "Is something wrong? Have I done something wrong?"
Cue a full 4 page email back telling me how upset she was that I had not given her the consideration of watching this DVD and how I am so selfish because I am wrapped up in my problems and I neglect her feelings because of it, etc etc, that all she wanted me to do was to watch a few scenes in this movie and that would be that.
I sent her an email back telling her that I had an appointment with a fertility specialist in two days time and I didn't need her making me feel guilty about something as trivial as not watching a DVD.
She did not email me back for FOUR MONTHS. This morning? I receive a further four page email.
This is from what I thought was a friend...
Here are a few quotes...
"Has it ever occurred to you that maybe God doesn't WANT you to have a child? Or, are you too selfish to realise that maybe God's plans are nothing to do with what you want?"
"If you never get pregnant it's not the end of the world. It's not like you are dying and there are plenty of children who need homes. Africa, for example."
"IVF is going against nature. I know you don't believe in God but God is there for you if you open yourself up to him."
"Some of your stories are twisted and blasphemous and disgusting. I actually feel sorry for you." (this is in relation to something I wrote for Uni. I was told to push a boundary. I decided to write a sex scene in a church...)
"If you get over yourself you might realise that the world does not revolve around you and what YOU want, even if it's just getting pregnant, is not the be-all and end-all."
"I know you are sometimes quite depressive and sometimes you let things get to you, but wake up and smell the coffee. What's the point in being upset?"
"I actually find it sad that you cannot find hope for your life in a sweet love story. if you just opened up your eyes you'd see that you have things to be happy about NOW and HERE that have nothing to do with children" (this is in relation to me finding a gay love story cheesy and boring because there was no action or tension in it!)
Regardless of anything else, of the fact that she is supposed to be a friend, etc etc, how DARE she judge me like this?
"You can find happiness in your life. Dave and I have been happy for 28 years. You don't need children in order to be happy."
Says the woman with three kids and two grand children.
OH MY GOD!
Since about 2002 I have had an online friend named Linda. She is, at fifty-four, older than my mother but we always seemed to get along quite well because we were both fans of the same TV show and we kind of met on a forum just like this one. We shared the same interests and, all in all, she was a pretty cool lady. We used to email every day. We had this little shared interest where we both enjoyed writing stories. Of course, I've always had a dark writing style and she is more into the fluffy elements of the world but we found a common ground. We had a lot to talk about.
Earlier this year, just before my lap operation, she sent me this DVD. Honestly? It was shite. Truly shite. It was this TV movie that she adored about "two gay men falling in love"...which, to be honest, is not my thing. I'm more of a Donnie Darko fan. I like dark, moody, Indie flicks. I like something wordy. Something a little off the wall. My favourite TV show is about a serial killer. You get the picture.
So, anyway, I didn't get round to watching this DVD because every time I tried I got bored. I explained to her that I was trying my hardest but that I could not get into it, and she kept on saying "Give it a chance." Anyway, to cut a long story short, I never bothered watching the DVD because she knew it was not my thing and I had a lot on my mind.
She suddenly starts being 'funny' with me two days before my fertility appointment. I had been 'down' and 'edgy' and things had not felt right. I was nervous about what the specialist was going to say. I feared he would tell me I could never have children, but she is being funny with me, so I ask "Is something wrong? Have I done something wrong?"
Cue a full 4 page email back telling me how upset she was that I had not given her the consideration of watching this DVD and how I am so selfish because I am wrapped up in my problems and I neglect her feelings because of it, etc etc, that all she wanted me to do was to watch a few scenes in this movie and that would be that.
I sent her an email back telling her that I had an appointment with a fertility specialist in two days time and I didn't need her making me feel guilty about something as trivial as not watching a DVD.
She did not email me back for FOUR MONTHS. This morning? I receive a further four page email.
This is from what I thought was a friend...
Here are a few quotes...
"Has it ever occurred to you that maybe God doesn't WANT you to have a child? Or, are you too selfish to realise that maybe God's plans are nothing to do with what you want?"
"If you never get pregnant it's not the end of the world. It's not like you are dying and there are plenty of children who need homes. Africa, for example."
"IVF is going against nature. I know you don't believe in God but God is there for you if you open yourself up to him."
"Some of your stories are twisted and blasphemous and disgusting. I actually feel sorry for you." (this is in relation to something I wrote for Uni. I was told to push a boundary. I decided to write a sex scene in a church...)
"If you get over yourself you might realise that the world does not revolve around you and what YOU want, even if it's just getting pregnant, is not the be-all and end-all."
"I know you are sometimes quite depressive and sometimes you let things get to you, but wake up and smell the coffee. What's the point in being upset?"
"I actually find it sad that you cannot find hope for your life in a sweet love story. if you just opened up your eyes you'd see that you have things to be happy about NOW and HERE that have nothing to do with children" (this is in relation to me finding a gay love story cheesy and boring because there was no action or tension in it!)
Regardless of anything else, of the fact that she is supposed to be a friend, etc etc, how DARE she judge me like this?
"You can find happiness in your life. Dave and I have been happy for 28 years. You don't need children in order to be happy."
Says the woman with three kids and two grand children.
OH MY GOD!
