Mixed in 2020s

If my Facebook visitor was Tammy, she didn’t check in yesterday. I still have mixed emotions about her, but I’m definitely leaning towards staying away. I feel bad for ignoring someone who’s lonely and depressed, reaching out in desperation, but I still can’t get the past out of my head. I just don’t want to go through the drama every decade where everything’s fine for a while, then we argue, and I end up being trolled and threatened with legal revenge. Granted, these days I have a phone with blocking capabilities and no books on the market.

I worry that karma might come back to bite me in the ass for ignoring her, but I also don’t want her and her bratty brood biting it either. I’m selfish, too, in that I just don’t want to go back to the long phone calls, hearing about God and her bratty kids, or being expected to send flowers the next time one of them gets in a car accident, blah, blah, blah. But yeah, thinking of her alone, lonely, and depressed does play on my heart and mind a bit. I can’t imagine being in that predicament. I couldn’t imagine being alone for a few days, let alone the rest of my life.

I wonder where she is, if she’s close to any of her mistakes, and if they even care. I just hope those stories about people momentarily dying and being chastised by God for ignoring someone’s pleas are just tales meant to encourage more compassion. But if there is an afterlife and I get scolded for ignoring her, I hope she’ll be there too, receiving lectures on how differently things could have been if she had been a better sister.