You all know me best. I don't want a kind answer. I want the truth.A person named Prince showed up on my blog and basically told me I'm self centered. Is that true? I want a real answer. Because if it's true, I need to change. I reflected and I'm not sure, but he/she may have a point. I want to hear it from all of you because you know me best. Give me the truth and I'll figure out what to do. Please DO NOT hold back. I want the truth. You know me. I want the truth.
XO
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It can't be all about you when it's all about me Suzy.
Seriously, I've never considered you self-centered. In fact, I believe you often give too much of yourself and don't remember that you need to take care of you.
In my opinion, "Prince" is an asshat who should be ignored. But that's just me, I could be wrong.
If a person is going to read someone's blog and stick around to write something unflattering and downright hurtful, who is the self centered one? COME ON. I've been the victim of this before, and yeah, it hurts. But let me tell you something. You could be the biggest douchebag on the planet and write a blog, and guess what? It's OK!!! It's YOUR FUCKING BLOG.
Now, about you. You are NOT SELF CENTERED. Fuck Prince. Ignore him. If you can't? Enable comment moderation. He's an asshole and should have just clicked on past if he didn't like what you had to say. So guess what? Any perceived flaws he saw in you he just dreamed up and projected onto you because he can't help himself but be a dick head.
I'm being honest here. You are not the problem here. He is. He shouldn't read your blog if he doesn't like what he reads. I'm sure you don't want to go to his blog and leave hurtful comments. Guess why? Because you are not him. He is. And he is such a miserable douche bag that he has to spread the misery around. Don't give this piece of shit more power than he deserves.
Ok, I'll stop swearing now.
Love ya, sis. Oh, and I don't go around loving self centered people. I leave them to themselves. So that proves that you aren't self centered.
Bob,
Stop! You're too funny.
You're right, you know. I'm too sensitive. I shouldn't have bothered. I'm turning over a new leaf! My goal is to blog and complain less and get off the self-centered merry go round.
I love you darling. Thank you. Oh, and "I love you" doesn't mean you aren't still getting married to Megan. I just love you as a friend and really need the wedding planner job!!! And I love the word "asshat." You're a very smart guy and rarely wrong. However, there was that one time back in 2008! Sorry, can't help it. I think I was born bad.
;) XO
Me!
My darling, darling Karen. I do love you so. It is my blog, isn't it. Hummmmmmmm, never thought of it that way. I like that. How'd you get so smart lady?!!!
I also love the term "dick head." My sister used to call me that. She was obviously very unkind and had my gender confused.
You know, it's so funny. He said he read my whole blog. How could he and get me so wrong!? Good Lord, my life is an open book for Christ sakes. When he said I was self centered I shook the cobwebs out and said out loud "I've traveled almost 20,000 miles in two years to feed and rescue ferals you stupid fuck and spent thousands and thousands of dollars! What have you done?" Yes, I actually said that. And I mean it. And yes, I did the math early last week and God, I really have traveled that far. That's an insane amount of miles! I refuse to calculate the money. I'd have a freakin' heart attack.
Oh, and one more thing to vent about. Anyone who doesn't allow a comment or have a blog, but complains, is a sissy. Yes, I deleted. Thanks for all your support darling. You're the best and I love you very much.
And from now on, you know what I'll do? I'll simple delete. Lesson learned. But if I ever get pissed at you and vent, I expect you to read it!!!
Sis XO!
Good for you. And I sincerely doubt he read your whole blog, only to leave that one little comment on the last post. What a dill weed.
Besides, I don't think he can read that much.
So what have we learned today?
Some people not only LIE, but they go around committing random acts of hurtfulness, just to poison the atmosphere around them with negativity and hope that it sticks to something, because misery loves company.
Ignore the small little man.
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