Scapegoat

Something came out of the woodwork today that I had been suspecting for some time. 'The Scapegoat'...that's me. I am currently in a household somewhere, being blamed for a whole load of decisions that are not and were not mine. I hate this, because I believe so strongly in having a choice. In most situations in life there is choice. A path that you and you alone choose to walk down. Your decisions are yours. We are lucky enough to live in a country where we are not dictated too, where we are allowed to be whomever we want to be. Without being punished, or shouted down. Therefore, everything that you choose to do, of course has consequences but it is your choice. So if someone has chosen to do something it is totally and utterly their decision. NOT MINE. This situation has angered me, because unlike the afore mentioned households feelings, I too had the same suspicion, but unlike them I raised it with the person. On numerous occasions actually. Sometimes even in writing. So if I really wanted to I have proof of that, I am not the driving force behind this persons mind set. Also, I have never met this household, even though; the other person has met my household many a time. This I find rude. First of all they are being prejudiced, as I am an unknown to them. Secondly, they have left it way too late to be bringing up these issues, and thirdly DO NOT BLAME OUTSIDERS FOR YOUR OWN FAMILIES INSIDE PROBLEMS, this will never fix the problem and just conspire to make the issue even bigger.

Good bye.