The family version of 3 strikes and you're out: Doesn't exist apparently

I have to keep this vague in order to not name the guilty.  Some things that just go down are unacceptable and frustration comes out and there's little else you can do but blog.


I'm used to my hard and fast rule of three strikes and you're out.  My mother advises me that in family terms it doesn't exist. 


No matter how many times you get cancelled on, snubbed, discarded, "educated," and suffer the stupidity of family, you cannot completely ban them from your life.


Damn.


I was kinda hoping to go back to my drama-free life that was up to my standards.  According to my mom, it doesn't work that way.


Damn.


I enjoyed a life prior to my wedding that was nearly drama-free, now I'm subject to People of Wal-Mart" tactics to start family fights and I'm trying my damnedest not to encourage anything.


I want to give back gifts that come with strings, I want to stop being "educated" on how to properly behave to a woman I wouldn't want my children subject to, etc.


I don't need to be educated how to handle my life, I can already do that.  If you have to have your damn finger in every pie, then go find another damn pie.  I'm not having you dip into my life without my consent.


Yes, today is foul language in the blog, sorry.  I'm seriously frustrated.