tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757340522521902110.post7227308600365464856..comments2023-03-26T16:50:08.726+09:00Comments on Riding the Waves: Day 202: How I Will Behave BetterUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757340522521902110.post-60283030345339439512014-09-20T17:18:26.703+09:002014-09-20T17:18:26.703+09:00Atta gal, Bridget. Good for you. That's what...Atta gal, Bridget. Good for you. That's what I would have liked to do Sunday night after one of the hosts of a dinner remarked that his cousin deserved all her misfortunes---she had a troubled life, was rejected by a wounded narcissistic mother and at the same time bailed out inappropiately (no real guidance), suffered from type 1 diabetes, had lost her leg and died in her twenties. After he told his story about her, I remarked how sad it was and he commented, he didn't think it was sad and she deserved it. And he persisted in his same tone when I started to tell him I get very emotional....preparing to talk about mental illness and losing a daughter to mental illness...instead I cried, unbeknownst to him, left the table and came back thinking this guy is so full of asperger's, I'd hold back my anger. I still feel the need to talk to him. Some people say some of the most stupid, insensitive things at times. I'm tired of feeling like I have to take care of these insensitive idiots. Aunt Mary G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06233084795581608295noreply@blogger.com