Not happy random ranting
Yep. Not happy describes how I feel at the moment. I was happy about the Motley Crue concert. When looking at the poster thing, I said, "Is that Alice Cooper. Look like possibly Alice Cooper." By saying that to someone, it ended up spreading across the states as fact that Alice Cooper was going to be there too. I NEVER SAID it was fact. See how the whisper game works now. But now the way the post reads, I am the shit upon victim because "looks like possibly" was left out. Geez. Thanks. Did you see MY post saying any definites????? NO. Why? Because, I wanted to make sure.
*screams in frustration*
I guess watching Dr. Phil is helping a bit. Why is this related. Something I saw yesterday that sort of relates to my life and is now enabling me to make this post. I seemed to over the years gotten my self esteem shot down over and over and I seemed to have developed this thing of not saying anything, worrying about other people. Well, you know what? Fuck you. I only worry about myself (and the kids of course). If people wanna do shit to make me look bad or make me feel bad, I refuse to give them that power anymore. I am worth more than that. And by doing shit to make me look or feel bad, it just make YOU look bad...not me. And for those that believe your tactics, they aren't worth my damned time.
So for those that want to...
make me look bad....FUCK YOU!
try to make me feel bad....FUCK YOU!
try to bring me down....FUCK YOU you FUCKING FUCK!!! You ain't worth my time.
And for those that think I am over reacting and need to get over it....
I am clearing. AND I am over it because I render the fuckers powerless over me! Just so you know, I have myself back and none of you will take it from me again. Call me mental, I don't give a shit. If you don't support my decision to not let people run all over me....you aren't a friend and can go fuck yourself!
And one more thing....don't expect me to confide in people, a few people in particular. If you wanna know what's going on. Read my journal. Don't ask me. If it isn't in my journal, I doubt I will share it with you. Wouldn't want to be an unwilling partner in the fucking whisper game. AND I sure as hell wouldn't be WILLING to play the whisper game. Besides, this is YOUR fuck up not mine because I didn't spread shit as fact so stop making it out to be my fault. Own up to it.
*screams in frustration*
I guess watching Dr. Phil is helping a bit. Why is this related. Something I saw yesterday that sort of relates to my life and is now enabling me to make this post. I seemed to over the years gotten my self esteem shot down over and over and I seemed to have developed this thing of not saying anything, worrying about other people. Well, you know what? Fuck you. I only worry about myself (and the kids of course). If people wanna do shit to make me look bad or make me feel bad, I refuse to give them that power anymore. I am worth more than that. And by doing shit to make me look or feel bad, it just make YOU look bad...not me. And for those that believe your tactics, they aren't worth my damned time.
So for those that want to...
make me look bad....FUCK YOU!
try to make me feel bad....FUCK YOU!
try to bring me down....FUCK YOU you FUCKING FUCK!!! You ain't worth my time.
And for those that think I am over reacting and need to get over it....
I am clearing. AND I am over it because I render the fuckers powerless over me! Just so you know, I have myself back and none of you will take it from me again. Call me mental, I don't give a shit. If you don't support my decision to not let people run all over me....you aren't a friend and can go fuck yourself!
And one more thing....don't expect me to confide in people, a few people in particular. If you wanna know what's going on. Read my journal. Don't ask me. If it isn't in my journal, I doubt I will share it with you. Wouldn't want to be an unwilling partner in the fucking whisper game. AND I sure as hell wouldn't be WILLING to play the whisper game. Besides, this is YOUR fuck up not mine because I didn't spread shit as fact so stop making it out to be my fault. Own up to it.