Mean People Suck.....

....and sometimes I wonder why I ever give people the benefit of the doubt. I care about people. I want to help the underdog. But sometimes, the underdog is a pit bull in disguise and takes a huge bite of my ass. I want to believe in the good of all. I really do. But it really becomes hard to do this when there are so many mean people out there. Did I mention that I'm naiive? You didn't guess? Well......

....It amazes me that people could be so underhanded. I don't have the capabilities to be underhanded. A sarcastic bitch? Why, yes. But a two-faced lying bitch? I don't have the energy.

....I truly can take the hits that people throw at me. I might not take it very well, mind you, but I take my lumps all the same and do a Dory (just keep swimming, swimming, swimming). My life has been rittled with things that have tested my strength more than I ever would have thought. But I really can't take it when something happens to anyone I truly care about. Especially when it's a member of my family. You do what you want to me, but if you do anything to someone I love..... well....just stand back.

....I will not disclose the details behind this, but suffice it to say that I'm really sad about trying to believe in people. Especially people who turn around and are knowingly horrible to someone I care about.

....And I know that most of you probably have visions of Scrappy Doo in your head. But damn it, let me at 'em! I'll splat 'em!