Warning, you may end up being the villain in my art

I think, from now on when I feel frustrated by a certain somebody's rantings, their emotional dumping on me, I'll threaten to put them in a work of art, but they won't realize it until I've already published it.

Make them think twice about doing their once a month or weekly emotional dumping on me.  I don't mind being a listener, but for fuck sake if it's not my problem, why is this person coming to me about it?  Hell, if it's not their problem either, why the fuck does it matter?

And while we're on the subject, let's talk about a certain somebody's "friend" who is or is not always "reliable-ish".  Hell, I can't even think of the "ish" part without chuckling a little.  Worse yet, this person who does their emotional dumping on me is headed for surgery for their arms, their hips, and their failed total ankle replacements.  And this person has a dog (if you know who it is, don't spoil it for the rest of the uninitiated), which makes everything else even more complicated & fucked up than if they didn't have an emotional attachment to this animal.

I love animals.  I love dogs, I love cats, and I've even had a squirrel or two come up to me very courageously to grab a piece of bread.  But after our last family pet, our dog Baby (a part Dalmatian, part Australian Shepherd mix, predominantly dalmatian) who died in 2008, I was devastated.  Not just by her death, that we knew was inevitable.  It was the circumstances surrounding her death that made it almost unbearable to cope with.  I will never again embrace a pet like I had done with Baby, and that's going to be for the rest of my life.

Enter this person who, while holding my own vehicle as leverage for me to help her go shopping, dumps all of her mental health/emotional bags onto me, and it's usually the same 4 or 5 things that this person enjoys ranting about.  I can already hear them in my head, "I wouldn't say I enjoy talking about those things!"  Oh, really?  If it didn't have that much an impact on this person so intensively, why bring it up at all?  I'm only a "Mr. Fix-It" as far as computers, electronics, and some portable devices go, but as for mental health tools or emotional health first aid, that is beyond my skills to deal with.  That's why we, at some point in our lives, go to counseling, and to get the tools necessary to get our shit worked out so it's not all bottled up, and it's not all about one or more things, people, places to go, appointments with doctors, surgical procedures, school, work, etc.

Sometimes, we need a break, and doing the emotional equivalent of dumping onto someone who doesn't even have an invested interest in anything said or done by anybody or with anything this person rants about, isn't helpful either.  All it does is get passed down or, in my case, written about with ambiguity so that people can relate even if the circumstances aren't exactly the same, but I'm sure someone out there can crack the code if they wanted to.  All they have to do is get to know me.

I guess in the meantime, I'll begin to pull a "Phil Collins", and get my frustrations out in music.  If nothing else, to get my shit worked out in a healthy way rather than letting this individual rent garbage space in my head to fill it up with their shitheap piles of mental trash.

Be warned.  Be afraid.  Be very afraid.  Of being the next target of the next big "In the Air Tonight" in MY WORLD!