i think its sad.
I state my opinion, where i can. where my words should not be discriminated against or judged or stolen. i think that if anyone has a problem with me, they should come to me, have the balls to tell me to my face, and talk to me about it rather than saying "what a bitch, i hate her". that is what is mean. having my mother call me, not knowing anything, asking why i'm being mean, when i just, once again, stated my opinion. having my mom call, is immature and retarted, especially because she had no idea what she was talking about. its like having my mom get in trouble for a certain girl not knowing where her property is.
personally, its sad that i can't state my opinion without people stealing it, calling me names, and all behind my back. shows a lack of maturity, intellegence, and respect for oneself (yes, that means the person who did it, not i). i wish people would just use their mind for once.
i thought, a long time ago, that this child had a beautyful and intellegent mind. but i am proven wrong; for the choices we make in life, what we do daily, shows who we really are. and appartently, i was wrong for sticking up for a fraile mind in a time of need. do i really think that? no. but my help is not apprichiated and now i'm spoken of behind my back and learning of things after they happen.
questions:
should i waste my time caring for another that doesn't care for me? should i have spent 8 months alone attempting almost every day to get ahold of a mind that was ignoring me? did i have to make the trip to indianola, sneaking around to see the one i care about? should i attempt again and again, once again being ignored, to try and support someone who is turning out more and more like her horrid abusive father each day? should i waste my energy searching for a way out for the person who carried me in her womb for 9 months?
answers:
no.
and i'm no longer going to expend my energy and time for people who can't spare a little time or energy for me. a relationship of any sorts takes time, effort, and work. i'm tired of trying and trying and working so hard for people who don't think twice about me.
i guess this is just my way of making my mind up and offically going through with my opinions. sadly, its heartbreaking. but i'm a survivor. and i shall move on and live.
personally, its sad that i can't state my opinion without people stealing it, calling me names, and all behind my back. shows a lack of maturity, intellegence, and respect for oneself (yes, that means the person who did it, not i). i wish people would just use their mind for once.
i thought, a long time ago, that this child had a beautyful and intellegent mind. but i am proven wrong; for the choices we make in life, what we do daily, shows who we really are. and appartently, i was wrong for sticking up for a fraile mind in a time of need. do i really think that? no. but my help is not apprichiated and now i'm spoken of behind my back and learning of things after they happen.
questions:
should i waste my time caring for another that doesn't care for me? should i have spent 8 months alone attempting almost every day to get ahold of a mind that was ignoring me? did i have to make the trip to indianola, sneaking around to see the one i care about? should i attempt again and again, once again being ignored, to try and support someone who is turning out more and more like her horrid abusive father each day? should i waste my energy searching for a way out for the person who carried me in her womb for 9 months?
answers:
no.
and i'm no longer going to expend my energy and time for people who can't spare a little time or energy for me. a relationship of any sorts takes time, effort, and work. i'm tired of trying and trying and working so hard for people who don't think twice about me.
i guess this is just my way of making my mind up and offically going through with my opinions. sadly, its heartbreaking. but i'm a survivor. and i shall move on and live.