For anyone on here who is just reading to point and laugh, you can leave now. I know that there are people who don’t like me, who will never like me, and I’m fine with that, but what I don’t get is this whole obsession with making jokes about me “behind my back” on things like twitter. Yes, I made a deal with a company to write a book. It may not be the best company in the world, but I didn’t feel like hunting down an agent, and I knew that this company was not as bad as it has been portrayed as because my best friend has used this company to publish her book.
I did not share this news to get people riled up and to get them to say bad things about me. I’m sorry if you’ve got issues with me actually doing something that I want to do. I don’t care that it makes you mad that I can actually do something that makes me happy, even if it doesn’t earn me a dime. I don’t do it for money. I do it for fun.
You can come at me with all the facts and figures you want. You can come at me with all the jabs and snarky comments, and you know what? I don’t give a care in the world about it because you really don’t matter that much to me. All I do is wish that you can succeed in your life and dreams and have a good life. I don’t wish you harm. Maybe that’s what makes me crazy, but at least it keeps me a good person. At least it keeps me from making stupid little comments about someone I don’t know to make them sounds like a bad person when it just would make me look bitter and selfish. Of course, that’s just my opinion, and who really wants a the opinion of a “retard”?
Oh, and it is so nice to know who your real friends are. I thought that some people who had wished me well actually meant it, but now I’m starting to wonder if perhaps they were just being sarcastic. Oh well, it won’t stop me. Nothing will. Even if I make the biggest fool of myself making this book a reality, then I will do it having the best time of my life. That’s all a girl can ask for, right?