Sep 04, 2011 22:43
I've been looking back at my life the last few months (and today especially,) trying to pin point when I apparently became such a bitch.
I always thought I was a nice person. I have friends (or so I think,) and I'm usually a generally happy and upbeat person.
When I was 12 years old, I was evicted from childhood home. And that was seriously so upsetting and emotionall disturbing. That somewhere along the lines, left a mark on me. That was the end of my seemingly happy childhood.
When I was 15 my dad declared, at the height of my faith in the Christian religion, he said he no longer believed in God. That left a mark on me. And the end of my hard core, faith. I still believe in God, but my faith now isn't what it was when I was 15 years old.
Also when I was 15 years old, my dad kicked my mom and I out of the house at 1am, and that has really left a mark on me.
So somewhere in there, I became this bitch who was hardened and angry at the world. Who has no tolerance for stupid shit, and has lately become un-afraid of speaking her mind.
I don't try to be mean. Sometimes I say shit and don't really think things through before hand.
I never said I was smart or clever.
Anyways....this is me being random.
I'm gonna go now. :P
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