Sacrifice

Yet, again, I am called to sacrifice my feelings, freedom of speech, and expression for the good of someone else’s feelings.

Yes, I sacrificed my freedom, my family, and a part of my life and happiness while serving in the Army for this country (sixteen years).  I did this of my own free will.  My children suffered for this and were victimized by the very system that I fought so hard to protect!

My father did not listen when I told him about the character flaws and behaviors that his fiancée’s (wives) exhibited behind his back.  He would not listen and assumed I was jealous.  I was shipped off to military school or when I was older, was confronted by him and his fiancée while he enjoyed the repartee! I do not care for double-standards, lying, or hypocrites! But, I sacrificed for his happiness and treated them with the respect, they did not deserve . . .

When I divorced my fourth husband, he asked me to sacrifice my integrity, my reputation, and our son so that he could attend mass, yet another reason why I detest the Roman Catholic Church . . .  I again, sacrificed and signed the papers sent by his diocese in Chicago that basically stated that I was a harlot and our son was conceived out of wedlock . . .  Just so that he could pursue life, liberty, marriage, and happiness in the faith in which he was raised!

There are times too numerous to mention that someone insisted that I set aside my feelings for the happiness of someone else, and I complied with their request out of love and respect, only to realize later that the love and respect was unfounded.

I don’t know why I am so surprised to sacrifice my freedom of speech and my basic happiness, yet again for someone that I do not know and I feel definitely does not deserve it!  I can’t even post a picture of why I am so happy, finally!!! Really?!?!? I am willing to walk on egg shells and tippy toe around an ex-wife because she might take it out on someone who is totally innocent, but just because of a picture that is posted?!?  Yes, I am engaged to be married.  I have the right to post the three comments that I have made about it! It isn’t as if I am rubbing it in her face! Get real and get over it! Or as my daughter would say, “Have a coke and a smile . . .” I am tired of sacrificing!  I have sacrificed my whole life, my happiness, and my children’s happiness without thanks from anyone for any part of it!  Oh, I know, “I’ll be rewarded in heaven . . .” F’n BULLSHIT!