Someone stole $989

Last Friday, I woke up and logged into my checking account and was surprised by what I saw. I struggled to remember if I had forgotten that a large bill was going to clear that day or if my eyes were deceiving me. My checking account was almost $1000 short and I had no idea why. I clicked on my account and realized a check for $989 had been cleared.

WHO THE FCK IS KIMBERLY E. WELCH?!!!

I gathered my composure and called my bank almost in tears.

I was the victim of check fraud.

Bastards.

More than anything, I was annoyed with the hassle of having to call my bank first thing in the morning. For having to close my checking account immediately. For the entire ordeal making me late to work.

On my way to the office I found my thoughts changing to concern for Kimberly E. Welch. Maybe she needed to feed her starving kids. Maybe rent was due and this was her last resort. The check she used was over 10 years old. I remember forgetting them in an old apartment years ago but not having the sense enough to cancel the checks when I realized what had happened. Kimberly E. Welch must have held on to those checks until she had no other options.

By lunch time I was in tears...again. This checking account had sentimental value for me. It was the account I opened to deposit the inheritance my mother left me after she passed. I had had it for almost 16 years at the point and just like that I had to close it. Seeing the reminder from my bank that it was going to be wiped clean and permanently removed from my online account hits me hard every I login to my online account. 

Even after all of that, I'm still not mad. Sad yes but mad no. I had enough money in my checking account to survive the weekend. My bank deposited the money back into my account Monday. I have enough money to not need that $989 at that moment so it really was just money. Money I knew I'd get right back.

I applaud myself for not wishing ill on Kimberly E. Welch. I recognize that the SS from 5 years ago would have been LIVID. She would have spent countless moments wasting her breath on what had happened. She would not have been able to move on from this encounter for days. She wouldn't have been able to let the anger go so quickly. But, this SS wishes Kimberly E. Welch well and hopes she does not 'Choke on a bone' paid for with my money. Nope.

I hope she enjoys a great medium steak; $989 dollars worth.

None of this will make any sense

Father's Day has come and gone and this motherfucker has decided now is the time to call my cellphone. I buried my father 20 years ago. Til this day he's alive and breathing. I know this because I decided to look up this information myself. Yup, he's still kickin.

Over the past several months, he decided he wanted to speak with me. He called my work phone. I unknowingly answered. Asshole! I felt disgusted when I heard his voice and hung up. I've gotten to a point where I tried to forget he existed and moved on. Now he's gotten ahold of my cellphone. That's fine. I have an answer for that. Block! Go away sir. Please pretend that you have no female offspring, the same way I have pretended I have no father for 20 years. TWENTY YEARS. GO THE FUCK AWAY!!!

I remember several years ago I was dating a nice young gentleman, and he decided it was in his power and right, to tell me how to deal with this man. Little did he know, that played a large part in why we stopped speaking. The gaul of someone who has no dog in the fight, thinking they have the right to tell me how to react. I remember how I felt in that moment.

I didn't feel supported.
I felt judged.
I was so damn annoyed.

Fast forward to the response from my man, my partner in everything when I told him I don't fuck with this man. I didn't give him any details. All I said was, "fuck him!" His response: "FUCK HIM!" YESSSS!!!! Clearly that's my forever boo.

As I said, none of this will make any sense...to you. But when I sober up, I'll look over to my partner, and give him the biggest hug and kiss because he makes me feel so supported. So loved. So understood. So free

To the asshole who donated his sperm, FUCK YOU! STOP CALLING! It's never ever going to happen.

To the man that makes me feel live unapologetically, I love the shit out of you.

This doesn't make any sense.