Here we go again...
Once again, I express an opinion somewhere, and it's not popular. It seems
like I'm always appearing to put my foot in it, so to speak. Well, I don't
fucking care anymore. Lysa is really sick and tired of being the peacekeeper,
of never saying shit with a mouthful, of always being afraid to say what
I really feel for fear of offending a friend. All my life, I have been the
type of person to bust my ass to keep peace with my friends. I will put
up with the most unbelievable amount of crap from a person I call a friend
before I get mad enough to tell them off. And you know what? It's stupid.
Really damn stupid. It's caused me all sorts of anguish, and stress, and
enough is enough.
What I feel is what I feel. I'm a very emotional person, and everything around
me affects me deeper than it probably should. I can't help it. It's who and
what I am. I post to this blog to get what I feel off my chest, because anymore,
my chest can't take the weight. My heart can't either. I need to put it somewhere,
and Ed gave me an place. I don't actually expect anyone to read it, and frankly,
until recently, I was fairly sure no one did. I don't expect anyone who does read
it to agree with me, or like what I said, or dislike it, or whatever. THIS IS THE
CRAP THAT'S IN MY HEAD, nothing more. If you don't like it, get over it, I don't
need to hear about it, and I don't need to justify myself to any asshole who doesn't
like what I said. I didn't tie you to the screen, put a gun to your head, and make you
read the black crap from my head. Go read something else that won't offend you, because I
can promise you, at some point in time, I PROBABLY WILL. Not intentionally, but it'll happen.
Posted at 13:10 # G