Baby Mama Drama

I had this whole long entry written about a fight I had with my sister. (Get this, she called to confront me. Seriously). I have written the beginning of this post about seven million times.
She is pissed about something someone else said I said. (Jr. high anyone?)

The truth is that I would not say (or write) anything about her that I would not say (have not said) to her face.
The truth is that I am really hurt by some of the things that she said.
The truth is that I am tired of all of the drama and I don't want to hear about any of it or know about any of it anymore.

In a nutshell, what I told her was the same thing that I have been telling her and everyone else all along. You are a grown woman. Put on your big girl pants and make decisions and choices that you can stand up for without reservation. If you honestly think that this relationship is what you want then just say that. Show anyone who thinks you're wrong that you're not. Get your shit together and stand up and walk.

Oh, and also, get over the fact that the very thing that allows you to draw your own conclusions and act on your own choices works both ways. Everyone else is allowed to make their own choices with reference to yours and you have also chosen to accept them.

It's all about free choice.

I am so fucking tired of the blame game.
I am so fucking tired of self-pity.

And I am really tired of all of the tension and drama and worry and crap that has accumulated.

Goodnight, sweethearts. It will all look better after Thursday night programming, right?