As I said before, I had no business going on that retreat. I would have only been a distraction from Teresa and her family getting to the core of their issues, which had absolutely nothing to do with me. I felt like I had nothing to gain from going. I was not part of Teresa's family, and at that point, I had no desire to try and mend any sort of relationship with Teresa. I heard that she was constantly talking behind my back, and it was obvious to me that she had no desire to mend things with me either. Being dared to go on the trip isn't exactly extending an olive branch. It sounded more like she was waiting to beat me over the head with it.
I felt like I had enough on my plate without adding a pile of nonsense to it. That last phone call with Teresa was a reminder of how she brings out the worst in me. I didn't need extra stress in my life. My focus needed to be on my own family and their needs.
Right after the nasty phone call with Teresa, I was so annoyed that I let her get me upset again. I decided to tweet: “When you argue with a moron, you become a moron. You have to rise above and remember who and what is really important in life. Some things don't matter. Let it go.” My tweet wasn't directed at Teresa, but, it was most definitely inspired by her and her people that were hate tweeting me.