I was recently at a McDonald's with my adopted family and on our way out there was a very, very, VERY drunk man. It was only 8:00PM and the sun was still out. So, we found it be completely ridiculous. He almost fell on top of my mother, could barely stand let alone walk, was spilling his cola absolutely everywhere, tried getting into the driver side of a truck, and was scaring the heck out of my sisters and myself.
Once he and his DD finally left, I posted a Facebook status:
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It's only 8:00, you're at McDonald's so drunk that you can't walk or hold your coke without spilling it. Good job, you've done a lot with your life."
A few hours later I received a text message from a former friend:
"You're one to talk Liz. You haven't done a damn thing with your life. Maybe when you finally do something worth while you can claim to be better than someone."
Naturally, I took some serious offense to this. I already replied to the person directly, but due to their personality type a public statement is needed. A blog post is a much more satisfying way for me to vent, too.
First off, were you really so desperate to have something against me that you used a status that in no way offended you or had anything to do with you? Second, I didn't claim to be better than anyone.
However, since you want me to claim that I'm better than someone so badly, I'll start with you.
I have done more with my life in 20 years than you will do in the next 40. I supported a sibling through our parents' divorce and helped raise two others. I powered through a speech disability and now I could give a full lecture to a room of college professors if I wanted to do so. I've battled suicide and sometimes still do. Using that experience, I've saved 7 lives, helped a dozen others, and their families. I singled-handedly saved an organization and did more in three weeks than anyone else there did in three years. I graduated high school knowing exactly what I want to do and have been talking the steps needed to get there ever since. I took the time and learned the meaning of money early. I'm comfortable and worry-free even without a steady job. I moved out of my mother's house and made my own place and name in Atlanta. I found the love of my life and future husband without opening my legs, without lowering my standards, and without lies or secrets. I also do not claim to be a good Christian person, act the part around people, then do not-so-Christianly things. I have enough lady balls to admit I'm not a good Christian and not go around parading like I am.
What have you done with your 20 years?
Slept with every boy you could and even two teachers. Had a child and aborted three others. Instead of working on your physical problems and using your triumph over them to inspire/help others, you made them worse so you could be the center of attention and have everyone fret over you. You're debt is deeper than the ocean and yet you spend your student loans on alcohol, drugs, and clothes. Not school. You can't keep a job or friends because of your problems. You've been offered help by countless people and you always say no. You've made a name for yourself, but it carries the weight of all your wrongs, not your rights. Every other day is a Bible verse or a rant about wonderful God is and all that. Two hours later there's pictures of you underage drinking, in dress that should be a shirt, and yet another boy.
Sure, you have done some good things and I have done some bad things. What makes me different and better than you is that I learned from those things and use those experiences to help others while you just did everything for yourself.
Overall, I think I've done more than enough with my life so far to claim I'm better than someone, especially you and a man completely wasted at a McDonald's while the sun is still up.
