Anonymous wrote:I don’t judge or care, and I don’t comment.
But I also don’t bring flowers, gush over the results, or treat the person who elected to go under the knife the same as someone who had to get surgery. No, I’m not going to text to wish you luck, check in on you, or listen to your litany of complaints about soreness/bruising/having to wear a brace or some type of supportive device, etc. No, I’m not volunteering to bring a meal or whatever. You get no support or special attention. I save that for people who HAD to go through surgery. I really don’t give an eff how it went, or if you are happy with the results.
+1. I took myself off of a text chain that a friend started about her elective surgery. She also told all about Herrrrrr Jourrrnneeeeyyyyy on social media, complete with its own hashtag. Gross.