I got a night where I needed a break from homework to finally toss this gem out into the cyber universe, enjoy!
It's not that I don't enjoy a good discussion with an idiot every once
in a while...obviously it has its pros and cons, it's just I actually value my time (I know-the irony, right?). But it always opens
your eyes to the fact that just when you think you're at your lowest
point, there's always further rungs on the ladder of humanity you can
sink to. And since this is my blog, which I'm not going to delete any
time soon, I am going to monitor and protect it a
little better. I am going to continue to post to it-and whether that's
one post a day forever or the next post not coming about for another 6
months is something I can't decide and quite frankly, is no ones fucking
business. That goes for the subject matter of the posts as well:
happy/sad, celebratory/whiny, good/bad/ugly, etc. I'm entitled to write
whatever I want and to make this decision and whatever measures I need
to for it to happen. And I don't have to consider anyone or their
feelings. I'm not apologizing for the things I said or even the way I
said them. The only thing at this point I can think of that I should
apologize for is that this happened, that I didn't do this from the
beginning and that I let the opinions of some loser corrupt and taint my
blog (that I don't really even use anymore). I knew when I started this
blog about a year ago that there was potential for this to happen; That
some dumb, shallow, egotistical termite would find it and make rude,
pitiful observations about it and me as if he knew everything there was
to know because he or she took the time to read a handful of my posts.
I'm sure that type of thinking will take someone far, but I can only
make this observation from the disgusting comments left by someone of
this variety... Pride is a dangerous mechanism of the human psyche, so it goes.
I
knew that it was a valid possibility, I just didn't care. I don't care
what anyone thinks of me, especially some shallow, pathetic stranger on
the Internet. If I did, the blog wouldn't exist and quite frankly my
very existence would be questionable. It's people like this that are the
reason suicide and depression are epidemics as a result of bullying and
at the end of the day it's just sad. And you can sit there with your bs
excuses and say you're the "strongest and fittest of the species"
because you're an asshole, but to me, showing compassion and empathy and
even offering to help anyone makes you stronger to the moon and back by
comparison. It's sad there are people out there who think they're the
prime specimens of society yet all they do is waste their lives on the
Internet trolling blogs and criticizing and tearing them and their
authors down. You read something that's really personal to someone and
just because it doesn't mean anything to you, your response is to say
something about it that's really hurtful for no other reason that to
inflate your already enormous ego, feel pathetically superior next to a
complete stranger and not even move on after, but continue. I honestly can't decide which part of that series of events is the worst... I'm not sure what your motive is to bully a stranger on the Internet but
if it has anything to do with thinking that what you say is going to affect
someone you are arrogant and disgraceful and you should be ashamed of
yourself. Obviously it's ironic that I've taken the time for just that,
but you will never hear or read me tell anyone that they "should ask
their parents for a postpartum abortion" or anything of the like. And
that's the difference.
I might be out of shape (fat, as you put it-ill be the first person to
admit it), and lead the not-so-glamorous life of a broke college
student, but at least I have everything I need in the people around me: a
sister who is everything and more that a sister and a best friend could be, a wonderful boyfriend who before and beyond anything is the
best friend who tore down all my walls as if they weren't there at all and does more for me than anyone should, a
roommate and best friend who pales all others by comparison, not to
mention awesome parents, friends (including 2 more best friends),
family, and co-workers. My life is about adventures. It's about being
with the people around me for however long I'm privileged and making the
most of my time. It may not seem like a lot to you but at the end of
the day, you're not involved and your opinion is not warranted or even
relevant, so f.o.d. Run along now, I'm sure that basement apartment in
your parents house needs vacuuming and those people in the personal
section on Craigslist are just dying to see a Photoshopped picture of
you
Gasp! A picture I took on my road trip with my boyfriend this summer to meet his parents. Eat your heart out.