I know you didn’t ask…but this is how I feel:
I feel beat down. I feel like every time I think I have gotten ahead, life grabs me by the neck and yanks me back behind everyone else. I feel like I am always utterly truthful with everyone I know and the sentiment is rarely returned, especially when it’s wanted and needed the most. I feel like I know I love you but I don’t know how to proceed at this point because anything going forward from here will be an act of will on my part to be the bigger person. I feel tired of being the bigger person. I feel tired of being the smaller person. I feel tired of being a person.
I feel tired of being thrown under the bus. I feel tired of always being “do or die” when it seems to me I’m always left for dead. I’m tired of feeling betrayed, hurt, lied to, abused, taken advantage of, and called out of my name.
I am sick to death of being slandered and jumped and having the cops called on me.
I am sick to death of always having to look over my shoulder. I have good shoulders….I shouldn’t have to always fucking look over them….maybe that’s how I know how beautiful they are.
I feel like saying “FUCK YOU” to the Golden Rule, thermodynamics, Karma, the Law of Sewing and Reaping OR WHATEVER ANYONE WANTS TO CALL IT.
I feel like telling a small list of people that this is exactly how “going postal” happens.