People who love to stir up trouble and the attention they derive from it find me disappointing because I won't play by their rules. The more they fuss, the less I care. Unfortunately, in a family I sometimes get caught up in side-effects but the older I get the more immune I am to that. My life is enough of an adventure/challenge for me to deal with.
This must be why I love my garden where the worst dramas are caused by white cabbage butterflies and weeds. I escaped today by picking peas. Don't they look delicious?