A friend of mine recently told me that I am a bully. What? I was pissed off! I told her "I AM NOT A BULLY!! I JUST TELL STUPID PEOPLE WHAT IS RIGHT AND HOW TO DO IT! I left with steam coming out my ears! I slammed my car door as she waved at me with the smile on her face. I wanted to run her DOWN!

The nerve calling me a bully! I went to my other much wiser friend and told her "Can you believe SHE called me a BULLY?" She sat there are just listened. I spewed off about the victims of the world who you know it is always someone else’s fault. BOO Freakin HOO!!!

Well then she said "Well Witchy if it is bothering you that bad maybe YOU have some issues YOU have to face." I said "I know that’s why I am so PISSED!"

Then my daughter took the midnight train to Splitzville. I was so angry at HER! When she finally came home she sat down with me to talk. Without knowing I turned off my listening ears and began to shake my head no. She said something that cut me like a knife "Mom why are you so hard to talk to? There is so much I want to tell you but you can't hear me." Oh shit it is true.

The man and my sister Moses have told me before that I am hard to talk to. I couldn't hear them. They are idiots. Now with my beautiful daughter telling me with tears in her eyes she can't talk to me I can hear her.

So I am officially giving up the iron fist. Let me rephrase that, I am officially trying to stop the iron fist I have ruled with. The peasants are not happy and I fear an uprising. I am out numbered and it will be my neck on the chopping block if I don't open myself to the ones I love.

Sometimes it is hard to see what is so clear to others. I see now and I have removed the ear muffs. Now I am going to make a list that all of them have to change! What you thought I was going to be the only one?