When I started blogging more than 12 years ago, before they even called it “blogging”, I wrote a lot about items and experiences in my personal life. I know many bloggers do that on a daily basis, and I still post personal stories from time to time, but I still feel uncomfortable writing about me (or my family) all the time. This is one of those times.
A long time ago, I found my “niche” per say and realized that I enjoyed blogging about current events and politics. I’ve spent more than a decade doing just that. I have written about some interesting topics and I have been on the receiving end of some vicious attacks. The most memorable was the professor from Columbia who had a hard time reading the truth and tossed veiled threats in my direction many years ago.
When you decide to start blogging you open yourself up to the possibility that some people just cannot remain civil during a debate. You have to be willing to accept the good with the bad and expect that there are going to be trolls hiding underneath many of the bridges you must cross while making the journey known as blogging.
One thing I never expected was the fact that the most vicious attacks would come from family members. I am completely stunned by the attitude of some family members and their attacks on me and my wife.
That being said, a good friend told me that I shouldn’t write about this particular “issue”. Now that I am writing about it, I think he may be right, but some things just need to be said.
The family members in question need to take a step back, look in the mirror, and realize the good that’s been done over the past 12 years. They need to review what they said and decide if acting this way was appropriate given the fact that their words will forever change our relationship with them. They need to decide if insulting us, calling us names, and attacking our character was something they were proud of doing or if an apology is in order. Only they can determine which path their lives will take, but I can guarantee you that their chosen path might not be the same path we are willing to take.
All my life I have treated everyone, especially family members, with respect. If I did something to wrong someone, anyone, I always apologized, learned from my mistake, and grew from the experience. I expect nothing less from anyone else, especially family members.
This is not the first time I have been insulted by these family members, but it’s definitely the last time I will allow anything like this to be said to me, my wife, or my children without raising my voice and letting it be known how completely unacceptable their actions have been.