If I were hateful 7

If I were hateful, then I would sincerely wish something like Schizophrenia on those who don’t understand it.

If I were hateful, then I would sincerely wish PCOS on women who mock my weight.

If I were hateful, then I would sincerely wish anti-psychotic and Depakote use side effects on EVERYONE who mocked my weight.

If I were hateful, then I would trash people and call them stalkers for continuing to talk to me when they said I was the one who was stalking.

Of course, I’m not hateful. I’m just (let me see if I get all the insults right that I’ve been called in the past 72 hours): big-headed, liberal pawn who is a psycho stalker who is a big stank ass fat nasty rat you so fat you need a real horse for your polo and a large bitch who is a dummy who can yell and clap loud. Is that it? Oh, and because I was born 5 years before the end of the Cold War, I was shitting in my diapers when it was going on so I can’t possibly understand socialism and communism. That the best people have? Seriously? I was bullied and abused by people who were good at mocking me. I mean, seriously, this stuff that people have said in the past 3 days is nothing. It’s just comments by people who clearly do not know how to insult people properly. I find most of this stuff funny, and tragically sad…people think that it’s okay to say these things to people who don’t agree with them. What happened to just disagreeing with dignity? I don’t always agree with my friends, but we’re able to keep it decent. Makes me wonder who taught these people the basic tenets of humanity…apparently, they failed.

About Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.

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