Once a flying monkey, always a flying monkey… Posted on January 11, 2015 by Human “These are people that are clueless when it comes to recognizing the difference between something genuine and something totally fake and unworthy.” AdvertisementEmailFacebookTwitterPinterestMoreRedditLinkedInTumblrPocketLike this:Like Loading... Related
My older sister is a flying monkey, narcissist, and very insecure. She took my ice skates and a lot of my wardrobe. Reminds me of the Wicked Witch who wanted Dorothy’s red shoes. She will never return my clothes. She did something totally bizarre…she stopped by our house with a bag of my mother’s clothes after she died. I was flabbergasted. My mother’s clothes? Was that some kind of ‘peace offering’ because she took mine? Very bizarre. When I confronted her about the missing wardrobe it was in the presence of the rest of the family who was gathered together at my brother’s house. She put the blame on me. You read that right. It was my fault my clothes were missing. Then she said, “That’s too bad about your clothes, though…because clothes are a definite expression of who we are…” (which is which she wanted them in the first place. She was stealing my very identity from me).