You know those things you always wanted to say, but in that moment, you totally blanked, and then spent the next 48 hours cursing yourself and thinking of way wittier responses?
I think I am gonna spend the day saying all the things I should have said.
What do you wish you would have said?
You want to report my attitude to the manager? Well, I want to report yours. To your parents. You’re totally an asshole.
To the head of the internship program at a certain Columbus news station who said I will never be an on air journalist because I wasn’t “TV Pretty?”
The non-regional accent you think you have is totally regional. You sound ridiculous. And you are also an asshole.
haha. Is the accent thing about me and my non-Wisconsin accent???!!
To the guy who tried to get me fired from my daycare job because I smoked HALF a clove cigarette senior year when I was ALREADY EIGHTEEN:
Go fuck yourself, you meddlesome douchenozzle. I know you and your brother were both ON THE ROOF OF THE HOTEL drinking HARD LIQUOR during a school trip. You’re pathetic. And your name is stupid.
Ok, now I’m going to have to know his name.
Guess what. When you describe me as having a pretty face, I know you are really calling me fat.
Like, us fat people are on to you.
Which makes us smart and good at eating. (Best combo ever)
Or when they say you have a nice personality that is basically the kiss of death. Also as a less than tall person (ok I am barely 5 ft tall but) I kind of resent being called adorable or pocket sized.
On another note.. being 6 foot tall & words like “Amazon” kind of sucks too.
I want to be like “All the better to squash you with, jerk”
;)
Are you watching this cycle of America’s Next Top Model? Anne is like 6’2 and is a total bad ass. I am jealous of your height.
Or the “You must have played basketball in high school!” comments. Uh, one needs co-ordination for basketball. Which, far as I remember, a lot of kids in high school lack, even the tall ones!
6’0 in high school…I use to hunch over and pretend I wasn’t tall…but in college I learned to LOVE it! Loved the attention and learned to walk tall and embrace my height! Now my Blog is called Confessions of an AmazonQueen and I’m quite proud of my height. Oh and I DID play basketball but that’s beside the point ;-)
This is SUCH a lesson in tolerance. I will never call my friend Meghan, Pocket Meghan, ever again.
I won’t be that asshole, when there are soooo many other assholey things I could be doing and getting credit for.
My daughter (13 y/o) has dealt with comments about her height since she could walk. Just recently someone said to her, “You’re really tall. Do you play basketball?”
To which she replied, “No, but you’re really short. Do you play mini-golf?” I <3 her!
I saw the commercial for that show but didn’t watch it. I just felt the sting of the comments.. lmao. Kidding.. but I’ve heard “amazon woman” and “big bird” from this short douchey kid I went to school with my whole life. He is currently one of the stars of In The Heights on Broadway & due to his comments, I occasionally hope that a set falls on his head as karma for my childhood trauma ;)
My dad is 6’7 and a health inspector, so he will walk through schools, public buildings, etc & he says kids(and adults!) say things like ‘Wow.. are you the hulk/a giant/etc” and he just tells them “Eat your spinach..” in response to it, lol.. What? Dad? LOL
In his defense, being that tall, he has wacked his head on many many things ;)
Oh man… this could get me in major trouble, considering I’m already a bit crabby & waiting for some asshole from the Cable company to show up, ya know, with in a 3 hour window that is.
“Hi sir, fuck you a lot for coming.”
Whats that sister in law?? Your a cunty whore face? What? Didn’t expect me to reply? Well, see, today Brittnay told me it was ok to say all the things I didn’t say before..so..
=)
I like this idea, on second thought!!
I always do this! I think of the best combacks like minutes later when they have already lost there cutting power! Damn brain!
To my co-worker who said “I could SHOW him his birthday present later.” Sure, I can show you now, then proceed with shoving my foot up his ass! GRRR!
I hate those stunned moments, when you totally could have said something awesome, but blanked at the sheer absurdity of what was just said to you. Happens to me far too often. I need to get quicker!
Mom, you didn’t screw up parenting. You just screwed up AFTER-parenting. Like right now, when I have my own daughter, and you constantly telling me I’m a bad mom because my husband and I both have to work to pay bills? That shit sucks. Oh, and telling me my daughter got a cold when she was 3 months old because (and I quote) only “neglected children get colds”, (not because she had just started daycare), yeah that shit sucked too. You might have been a great mom to me when I was a baby, but you sure suck at it now. And I’m making mental notes of all the things NOT to say to my daughter when she becomes a mother. So, I guess thanks for the shitty advice?
Oh, thank goodness, because I swore I was the only evil daughter on the face of the planet who didn’t “appreciate” or “respect” her mother and her opinions. I swear, something happens to them, and they go bat-shit crazy and revert into high school bitches who get offended because you don’t take their advice.
In the car yesterday I ALMOST said “yea, because YOU KNOW EVERYTHING” when she was telling me yet again what I did wrong. I didn’t listed to the appropriate RADIO STATION. My mom is JUDGEMENT Squared. Triple times.
My dad dated you even though you were 25 years younger than him. I have proof you tried to steal my inheritance, you stupid bitch. You may have pulled the wool over everyone’s eyes, but not mine, sweetheart. I know what you did and I hope you rot in hell. Asshole.
Oh yeah…and S. Know what? Mom DOES like me better. Know why? Because you’re a self-absorbed asshole. So is your daughter. You treat Mom like shit when all she wants is a relationship with you guys. I’m ashamed to be related to you. I’ve waited 30 years to say KISS MY ASS YOU STUPID BITCH.
btw, you’re not big boned. You’re fat, you’ve always been fat and always will be fat.
When I refuse to sell you alcohol because you are so intoxicated you can barely walk, talk and don’t remember you were just here trying to do the same thing (let alone I don’t know how you drove here) don’t cuss me out and show me your licence. and don’t threaten to throw avocados at me.
To my stepbitch Joyce, Dude I think you are a big doucher. You’re fat ass needs to stop telling my dad he needs to loose weight, and look in the mirror at you’re own ass, for real dude it’s HUGE!! And the next time you use the N word in front of my black child, I will talk about you’re said fat ass to you’re face. Mkay? And dad, dude grow some balls and stand up to the old battle axe already. Ya, cause you are looking like a douche too.
Wow. Yeah. That is small. Like, really, really small. And no, it’s not the motion of the ocean that counts.
HA HA HA I can so relate! My thoughts in my head were, really are you serious, that can’t be hard…OMG it is. He must be better at other things then, in order to compensate. HA HA HA that sucked too! Needless to say I never called him or saw him again! I swear it was the size of a tube of lipstick, no lie!
OMG! So you totally just reminded me of something I had blocked out. I “went out with” a guy whose little ding ding was the size of one of those little red hotdogs. When it was hard. WTF!? What the hell is that for???
You got me a ring? Yes I’ll marry you.
My BEST FRIEND’S HUSBAND got wasted and revealed his undying sexual lust for me one night while his WIFE was passed out nine months pregnant with their third child! Yeah to that fucking vagina; You poor stupid ill excuse for a human being. Not only did you put me in the most uncomfortable position EVER but then you proceeded to fuck me out of a best friend and make it out to be a drunken stupper even though you totally said that when me and my now husband seperated for a minute you thought that would have been a prime time to explore our relationship further! You should be sent to Camp-Slap-a-Hoe, you fucking douchebag.
*Thanks Brittany, I totally needed to get that off my chest.
Dad, all these years you threw in our face how you thought that my sister and I would say that we had crapy childhoods. Well you know what, I never thought I had a crapy childhood. As a matter of fact, this past weekend I was telling the guy that im seeing how I grew up boating and how much I LOVED it and how I miss it. And as Im telling him all of this, Im glad I had sunglasses on because I had tears in my eyes because I just kept thinking in my head how much you always say how we thought our vacations sucked.
Well to me they didnt suck.
To me, I wouldent want them any other way. To me, that was how I want my family to be. And now that Im divorced and I dont have a “family”. That stuff to me Is only a childhood memorys, right now in my life, I cant give that to my own Daughter. I hope that one day in my near future that I can again find a man that will actually want to spend the rest of his life with me, and we can have children together, and I can make these memories with my family. Just like you did Dad. So that MY children can grow up and remember all the fun boating vacations they had with me their MOM, just like I remember all the fun I had boating with my DAD.
Dad, you are not an easy man to talk to. And I love you dearly. Just know this…I have always looked up to you and I have always tried my hardest to please you and make you proud of me. I am 30 years old and I have yet to feel like i have ever been able to make you proud of me. This is something that I will have to live with, untill the day that I will hear it from your mouth and not Mom’s. I know mom is very proud of all that I have done because she tells me, she knows all that I have gone through and how much I struggle. But sometimes hearing it from YOU would mean the world to me also. Just because im 30 doesnt me that I wouldent like to hear a little positivity from my dad once in a while too.
Your brothers don’t like you, your own parents dislike you, your extended family all feels the same about you (they hate you) and the only reason people hang around you is because they like your husband. Not you. You gave your husband and ultimatum of you or his family and he foolishly chose you. You berate and talk badly of your children and friends passive aggressively on facebook and to anyone who will listen. Its why your oldest moved two states away to live with her dad she barely knew because living with anyone was better than living with you. You told her you were glad she moved away and then you acted all broken hearted and depressed and moaned to anyone who would listen how she broke your heart when you really broke hers and caused the situation from the beginning. You threaten to take the grandkids away from your parents to get your way and you’ve scared your entire family with that to the point no one will stand up to you. You’re a selfish two faced bitch who thinks she’s perfect when in reality everyone around you knows how fucking insane and desperate for attention you really are. One day when your brother and I are married and I am an “official” part of the family, I can’t wait to punch you in your stupid, crazy, narcissistic face for everyone who knows you.
To my Sister who I do dearly love; however, THE WORLD DOESN”T REVOLVE AROUND YOU KID!!! There are other members of this family who don’t want to put up with your tirade so they just give you your way. Grow up and please contribute to this family.
I thought you said size doesnt matter? and that you would make up for your short comings with your tongue? Wow that was an understatement of the year.
Bye bye
To my brothers who were pissed that my husband and I were pregnant with a boy. My brothers were pissed because they were/are competing for the first boy on my families side. Really get over it. Umm hello I can’t help it you didn’t have a boy, and God is the one who decides that! Ha ha ha suckers you have both ended up with Girls, see where that got ya, nowhere!
To my boss I can’t wait for the day (which is hopefully soon) to say Peace Out I QUIT! Oh that would be such a relief! He is spastic. One day he will say “things are out of control,” “We are going to start doing it this way.” So you start doing it the “new” way and then he yells. “Why are we doing it like this!” Because you dumb idiot you told us to!
Dear SIL:
I don’t feel bad for you for one moment that I had a little girl and you had 3 boys. Get over it. You don’t get to be angry with me for it. And would it have killed you to congratulate us when we had said little girl?
and wisen up already and leave that loser husband of yours. He treats you and your boys like shit. I refuse to be nice to him any longer.
And dearest mother: I hate your husband and it’s because of him we no longer have a relationship.
Dear “Mom”,
FUCK YOU.
Sincerely,
Carmen
XOXO
Nicely stated.
Dear father,
Grow a damn backbone and stand up to that horrible excuse for a wife. Also? Why don’t you call your BIOLOGICAL children once in a while? I mean you do remember that Brandon and Dave aren’t yours, right? Anyway, say goodbye to any chance you think, thought, or may have thought you had with me or Josh. Peace.
Dear SIL – please give my brother back his balls. Please quit being so damn fake to us. Don’t act like you like us, we know you don’t, it’s very clear. You don’t have to like us, but please be nice to my brother.
Dear Brother – please catch a hint. Get your balls back. Stand up for yourself. We all miss you.
Are you talking to me? Cause I don’t have his balls.
I’m totally convinced that he’s going to cheat on you, and/or slap you around, if he hasn’t already. He sucks, and you could have done much, much better, if you only hadn’t been so worried about temporarily being alone.
Thank you for this, Brittany – you totally ROCK! Here I go….
Yes, you are a B*tch and we both know we’re just pretending to like each other for the sake of my mom and no one else. You are and always will be Kathy Lee Gifford to me.
Leave your damn son alone. Stop hovering and acting like a crazed mother. He’s an adult and a truly well-rounded, moral individual. You should be focusing on your daughter instead. If she’s anything like how I was at her age, you are in a whole lotta trouble so you better start paying attention to her and what she should or shouldn’t be doing.
Quit acting like the eternal martyr. Stop making up stories and pretending to be the innocent victim – you are NOT. Live your life and butt out of ours. You don’t need to be meddling or preaching YOUR WAYS to us at every turn.
I love you to pieces but GET OVER YOURSELF! Life does not revolve around you and your black and white, tunnel vision ways. You are bossy and selfish and need to learn to just let others be, even if it’s not to your liking.
Oh, you have healthy, functioning fingers so use them to make your own damn calls. And to the other clown – I know you make me answer your family and friends incoming calls out of arrogance and “self-importance” — Get OVER YOURSELF!
Stop whining – that crap just is not necessary whether you are a child or an adult. It only grates on my nerves and makes me want to go all ape shit on you. And another thing, stop being such a paranoid freak about everything. Good Gahhd, just live in the damn moment and if something happens, let it!
The end…
Thanks for this, Brittany – you totally ROCK! Here I go…
Yes, you are a B*tch and we both know we’re just pretending to like each other for the sake of my mom and no one else. You are and always will be Kathy Lee Gifford to me.
Leave your damn son alone. Stop hovering and acting like a crazed mother. He’s an adult and a truly well-rounded, moral individual. You should be focusing on your daughter instead. If she’s anything like how I was at her age, you are in a whole lotta trouble so you better start paying attention to her and what she should or shouldn’t be doing.
Quit acting like the eternal martyr. Stop making up stories and pretending to be the innocent victim – you are NOT. Live your life and butt out of ours. You don’t need to be meddling or preaching YOUR WAYS to us at every turn.
I love you to pieces but GET OVER YOURSELF! Life does not revolve around you and your black and white, tunnel vision ways. You are bossy and selfish and need to learn to just let others be, even if it’s not to your liking.
Oh, you have healthy, functioning fingers so use them to make your own damn calls. And to the other clown – I know you make me answer your family and friends incoming calls out of arrogance and “self-importance” — Get OVER YOURSELF!
Stop whining – that crap just is not necessary whether you are a child or an adult. It only grates on my nerves and makes me want to go all ape shit on you. And another thing, stop being such a paranoid freak about everything. Good Gahhd, just live in the damn moment and if something happens, let it!
The end…
Oh! Hello there (Insert Name)-the-Asshole! Seeing you got fired yesterday.. and even though no one knows yet because the boss is letting you work for the rest of the week, I feel I should share some important tid bits on how not to be a fuck face for your next place of employment…
1. CHEW WITH YOUR MOTHER FUCKING MOUTH CLOSED. You’re 40. You should know how to do this by now. When you eat the entire office puts on their headphones and daydreams about sewing your fucking mouth shut.
2. Stop rambling. Nobody gives a shit about anything that you say. Ever. Because its utterly stupid every. fucking. time. So just shut the fuck up already.
3. If you do get another job, do not ask your Analyst to do fucking stupid, degrading tasks like opening FedEx boxes or putting your business cards in folders. I did not go to school to get my Bachelors degree only to be treated as your personal bitch.
And also, dont let the door hit you on the way out, you fuck.
I’m the MOM, you’re the AUNTIE, stop parenting my kids! (Oh, and love you, sis!)
Oh, and to my Aunt: He fucking left you 4 years ago! Get over it! Stop wailing around being all “Woe is me, feel sorry for me, I have it rough” and get on with your life! The only one in the way of your happiness now is YOU!
And come get your shit out of our basement. We need the storage.
Dear Mom,
Your hair gel makes it look like you have plugs, use something else. Quit dying it that shitty red, you look like a sad version of Ronald McDonald. On a more personal note, thanks for never being there, fuck off.
Dad,
Quit making phone calls for your wife. If she thinks I’m pissed at her she can call me all by her big girl self.
Tionie: shut the fuck up. nobody in the office cares about your husband’s accident or civil suit or job interview. and nobody cares about how much you supposedly know. you are loud obnoxious and just plain rude.
Debbie: stay the fuck out of my sex life. if i’m not having sex with you, it is none of your business.
Shane: i might still love you, but i hope your penis gets a disease from a Shumash tribe and the pustules pop and leaves a nasty rash on your ass that spreads to the innerds of your sphincter.
Cockfucker
To the gal in the mirror: you are one sexy bitch. hold your head high and kill those fuckers with kindness.
(Thanks Brittany!)
HAHAHA…Shumash Tribe!!!! Now I have to go and watch all of Buffy over again…but especially ‘Once more with feeling”!!!!
To the awful woman who keeps making our life hell in the tech room (our nickname for her is She Bear).
Hey hon what is your home address I want to send your baby’s daddy a purple heart!
Dear Lady at Walmart..
GET OFF THE FUCKING PHONE and put your stupid groceries on the counter. I DO NOT CARE that you were “like OMG and then he was all OMG and then you were like REALLY??? and he was all UH-HUH”…oh and by the way 1987 called and wants there bright yellow banana clip back…and FOR REAL??…leggings should be worn with LONG tops…ya know ones that cover your ass…because your ass is soooo not cute. Now if you had a cute one I could see showing that shit off…but for real…LOOK IN A MIRROR.
Thanks…
The lady in line behind you who “accidently” bumped you 12 times.
Big one to get off of my chest – THANK YOU BRITTNAY…
Dear hateful sister:
I know your life is not a bowl of cherries but to wish upon my unborn child to be special needs so I know how your life is, is the most horrible thing. You haven’t even asked about her or her beautiful older sister. I love my niece madly and only wish that you could live life like she does and not think EVERYONE is looking, talking or pointing at her because she is special. She is special – the most perfect child ever.
I feel your pain on this one. My sister’s sister-in-law once told my sister that she hoped her baby (who is now 7 and a handsome little devil) would be born as a stillborn. There should be an automatic stabbing clause in the constitution for a comment like that.
And I spelled your name wrong…oopps!!! BRITTANY, thank you!
Hey customers in my store! If you need help finding something, please take a break from your Bluetooth conversation to say “Excuse me” before you start blurting out things that you can’t find (because you aren’t paying attention)… “…and I told him that brown cup was on the dinner table for another CANDY CANE JOE JOES???!!!!??! EXCUSE ME, HELLO DO YOU WORK HERE? HELLLLOOOOO?” Fuck you. I’ll be nice to you because I am paid well and have BCBS for next to nothing. But rest assured, once you’re out of sight, I will mock you, your shitty manners and whatever immediate physical flaws I see.
Mom… I love you but reminding me that I “survived” my childhood does not put my heart or mind at ease when we disagree on how my daughter should sleep/eat/avoid cigarette smoke/not have a pacifier dipped in diet coke… please just say “okay.”
Do I love you more than my first husband? Absolutely not, but I will never love someone like that again but I do love you with my whole self.
And just because you work full time outside of the home and I don’t doesn’t mean you can plop your ass on the couch the moment you walk in and stay there til you go to bed. Then you have the balls to bitch about the house not being cleaned to your standards. Heres a thought get off of your ass and help me with the kids.
Also mom-I think you are an awful influence on my kids but I know how much they love you so I grit my teeth and bear it.
How about when you call or email someone to tell them something you ordered is missing, and they ask “Are you sure?” Now that you mention that, I could have imagined the whole thing… OF COURSE I’M SURE. DO YOU THINK I REGULARLY TAKE TIME OUT OF MY BUSY DAY TO SIT ON THE PHONE WITH AN IDIOT?!?!?
That was a great stress reliever. Brittany, you should be a therapist.
To my husbands ex-wife – Get the F*** over it!!!! He hasn’t been with you for over 11 years (we have only been together for 5) – He is not ever coming back to you! DEAL WITH IT! In fact I am putting in OUR will that if I should die (because of my crappy driving skills or clumsy-like ways) before him – you are not allowed within 100 feet of our daughter and try to be her mommy – got it!Maybe I will even have the husband sign that in blood so he knows I am serious (he has already pinky-sworn to that) HE DOESN’T LOVE YOU!
Y’all are my PEOPLE.
Also, you’re his mom.
Stop trying to cause little fights between us and saying unsupportive things to him, or talking about me like I’m some loser. I know every comment you make because he tells me. We are a team.
We are best friends.
We do everything together, and that includes rolling our eyes at YOU.
Don’t call me up and ASK me if I want to do/buy/know something, only to FORCE me into compliance.
That’s passive aggressive, and it makes me want to punch you in the face.
Dad, if you would rather not have a relationship with me then so be it but don’t ring me every 6 months (usually around your birthday and Christmas) and accuse me of being a neglectful daughter! I may be an adult but you are still the PARENT!
I may have put up with this emotional bullshit when I was 12 and didnt know better, but 12 years down the road it is getting a little old.
(p.s your wife is an idiot, and I know you regret marrying her. I hope she is worth losing your kids over!)
God, it feels so good to vent! Thanks Brittany!
Nels x
Oh. One more…
If, after years of experience and endless deliberation, I decide to end a relationship – do not covertly invite that person and myself to the same small gatherings, just to try and help us “mend fences”. These fences aren’t yours to mend, and please give me enough respect to decide who will and who will not be a part of my life.
Thanks.
One more too – god this is addicting – to all of my husband’s family members that invited the ex-wife to ALL FAMILY FUNCTIONS – you can SUCK IT – it was/is ridiculously uncomfortable having to share all family moments with his ex – I get you don’t divorce family but how about making the new girl feel comfortable – thanks oh yeah and SUCK IT
Wow! This is awesomeness… Just what I needed today!
Hon, I love you to pieces, but PLEASE GET OFF YOUR ASS and help me around the damn house! I know you’re tired, but I’m fricking tired too! I have to work JUST LIKE YOU DO, only I have a 2 hour commute every day, I’m sorry yours is only 10 minutes.. Poor baby! Oh, and you keep inviting your parents to our house… If YOU want the company, then YOU need to clean up. And the inappropriate comments your father makes??? They need to stop. I get VERY uncomfortable when your dad comments about my boobs or our sex life…
I actually got a great opportunity! That fucker landed right on my lap out of Heaven and I swear it had wings!
Recently my mother in law insisted on friending me on my FB! I warned her that my posts were not Christian like or holy or even pure like her. She nagged the shit out of me until I caved… Fast forward to now… She bitched to my father in law that my posts were to worldly and risqué!
Mind you I am an angry bitter asshole mom of 3 girls! One of which is 17 and has teenager disease! So I’m all – eff that! I deleted her ass! Ha! Then I was at her house last night to pick something up and as I was leaving she hugged me and that’s when I pulled my ball sac out and threw that shit over my shoulder! “mom, you have B.O.”
Then I just left
I’m aware that I have flaws, but you pointing them all out to me a month after my husband deployed was just plain mean. Treating me like shit around the office because I remind you of the girls you didn’t like in high school makes you look like an immature idiot. I may not be perfect, but I would never TRY to inflict emotional pain on someone, especially one who is already hurting because they are worried for their husband’s safety as he fights for YOUR freedom to treat others like shit.
You’re ugly on the inside.
Dear FIL, MIL, SIL & BIL, I’m sorry, but I just can’t pretend with you people any more. I have been bending over backwards not to be offended by your passive aggressive, thoughtless, selfish, materialistic, superior way of viewing other people and the rest of the world, and guess what? In all these years, I’ve never managed to make peace with any of that. I think it’s probably because I don’t want my kid to turn out ANYTHING LIKE ANY OF YOU. At least now you’ve crossed the line so publicly and aggressively, I don’t have to feel guilty about walking away. Oh, and him deciding to walk away too? WAS HIS CHOICE. Stop blaming me for shit your son/brother does that you don’t like. We laugh about you and pity you behind your backs.
Hey, Tits McGee,
Those two well behaved kids that live where you do 50% of the time. They’re my kids. I get to decide if they’re old enough for R rated movies. I get to decide whether my 7 year old daughter needs to know about her risk for breast cancer. Your son shouldn’t be slapping my daughter. Your son should’t be stealing my son’s things. You parent your kids, I’ll parent mine. In the mean time, when the 12 year old boys are hanging at your house, cover up the girls, at least a little. No one should know what their step mother’s nipples look like. Keep it up and I promise you, I’ll be back in court, asking for my kids full time and child support.
Also, Jackwhole who allows Tits McGee’s kids to bully his own kids. Nut up, dickwad, YOUR children deserve better.
*deep breath* Thank you!
Nephew- I hate that I have to like you, I know you’re only 10 years old but it kills me to know that you molested that little girl and boy and have had to serve nothing of consequence in anyway for your actions. I hate that I have to have you around my children at family funcitons because I think you will do it to them. I hate that I had to ask my 3 year old if you had ever touched her in a way you shouldn’t and I hate that I’m not sure if she fully understood what we were trying to find out and didn’t tell us.
Husbands family- I hate that you all want to pretend what nephew did didn’t happen and get all pissy at husband and me because we think it’s wrong. I hate that I’m not supposed to tell anyone because of what it could do to the family.
Thank you Brittany <3