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Can I Be Brutally Honest and Share

I am myself unable to know If what I am about to say Is totally wrong Or is may well be right Can I Should I I am still not quite sure This true story about my actual real life Share With any of you Would that even be fair For me to want others to know And therefore buy into and care Because this in fact is about And is in regards to my Nearest and close family But here I go and I will leave it up to you To decide if I am in fact Totally out of order and morally wrong Or altruistic and right When my mom said to my sister And referred too and called Kayleigh Her little sh1t A term of endearment And my sister , my mom's daughter And Kayleigh mum Said and I quote to my also her mother You can't call her that The total and utter gaul and sheer audacity And I don't know who if I was in their shoes Would and should be more offended Should it be my mom Who's daughter doesn't apparently seem to know her at all Or her daughter who she doesn't seem to know anymore either As Kayleigh once told laughed it and brushed it off instantaneously And said my mother her Nana can call her anything she likes As she has earned the right to as she in fact stood by her and bought her up And if my sister knew either of them She would hopefully then realize just how offensive that is and may appear too the pair of them And as this is after all to close to home for comfort I am hesitant to say I can only imagine But I don't and can't and would never wish to be Suffering such an indignity if it was ever Directed at me personally At least I would be and am willing to admit That would break and crumble me into A thousand pieces and leave me on my knees And that is my own And worst of all I can't intervene And do anything to fix that Apart from stand bye and look away Rather than look them in the eye Because it will only make me cry

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David Kavanagh

Date: 7/3/2023 10:57:00 AM

And worst of all I can't intervene, And do anything to fix that; As an outsider looking in Christopher, if it’s not broken don’t try fixing it, families have strange terms of endearment, a mate of mine’s uncle, his grandmother called him Hitler, and it caught on so much, it’s even in brackets on his headstone, she thought he had a hair flick like Hitler when he was born during the war, yet I only ever heard good things about the bloke, let it go over your head, cheers David

Christopher Flaherty
Date: 7/3/2023 11:27:00 AM

Cheers David Have to let it go Only thing able and capable of doing Because no I can't intervene

Vickey Rhymer

Date: 6/29/2023 9:32:00 PM

Played out in a myriad of variations in home after home hon . It is what one could presently refer to as the (human) condition.Yeah .

Christopher Flaherty
Date: 6/30/2023 5:15:00 PM

Hi Vicky Yes it obviously is the human condition Cheers

Jan Allison

Date: 6/28/2023 1:30:00 PM

well it wouldn't be a term of 'endearment' I would want to be called but its happened and nothing will change it . if your mum has brought up Kayleigh sounds like your sister is the one who needs to grow up faster than her child!. Hope you feel better for writing about it, and let them sort it out themselves, hugs Jan xxx

Christopher Flaherty
Date: 6/28/2023 7:15:00 PM

Correct Jan Nothing will change it That is the problem What makes it so much worse is The fact that it so obvious And it will never be sorted out Hugs and blessings Jan Thank you Kindest regards