Never Ask A Question ...

Sis 2 here - 

Tonight I was reminded of a very valuable idea: never ask a question unless you are prepared to hear an answer you won't like. 

Had a Facebook conversation with someone that SUPPOSEDLY cares about me and has even used the "L" word to describe their feelings. The following is the basic break down of the conversation:  (this person shall be called "The Other" for the purposes of this blog post)
Italics are my internal thoughts during the conversation. 

The Other:    I feel special
Me:               Because you are ... at least to me
The Other:   Thank you
          (really only a mother fucking thank you - how about you are special to me as well?) 
Me:               But you already knew that
The Other:    Yes Ma'am
Me:                Mmmmm - wonder where I stand though?
          (crickets chirping now - mofo, it shows you saw the message but didn't answer) 
Me:                Hmmm - maybe no answer is really my answer to where I stand
          (The Other has logged off) 

So of course, I forgot all about my break thru from yesterday and began to eat junk to push down my feelings. But tomorrow is another day and I WILL remember this conversation and the lack of response from The Other and I WILL get back on track and remember that this is about ME and no one else! 

Guess I have my answer for now AND was reminded of a very valuable idea ... 

Until then, keep it #sassyandsarcastic