Are We Assholes?

Hello all,

It has been brought to my attention, but I have known for quite sometime, that I may be an asshole. Lots of people are assholes, some big, some little, I like to think I'm somewhere in between. Despite what you might think, I write this blog for my own amusement, though I know people read it, and never mean any harm. Granted, I have a very severe, dark sense of humor, I never mean to purposefully (except for you know who) in the things that I write and usually think that people will think it is funny and leave it at that.

When I came home today my parents had a sit down talk (uh-oh) with me because, turns out, they found out what I have been writing on my blog. In my sick, delusional mind, I pictured some frivolous TV parents, who would find it funny and move on. These are not my parents. They found it mean and hurtful and I am sorry. I never intended to vex them for all of their care and generosity. My mom had not technically read the blog but she heard from people what I had been saying. And naturally how gossip spreads and ideas get misconstrued, whoever told her gave her a worst case scenario which just snowballed from there. So to whomever told her, yes, I may be an asshole who is in a rough patch of my life and abuses my parents in thinking that their quirks are humorous enough to write about; that's my deal. I may be an asshole for needing a way to vent about my current situation and thinking that people who know me would think it was funny and move on, but you, well........you're just a bitch.