#theuglytruth

I never thought it would come to this. That I would have to write a childish blog post, addressing it to possible strangers or even friends, hiding behind their screens. I would never know who these people are. Jealousy can stem for a variety of reasons. I am not gonna run a rant where I say, "Oh I love my haters and blah blah!" Like I said earlier, no one likes their haters.

But I have learned something over the last few months. Those anonymous people who request mushy blogs and want details of my love life actually ask so they can sit in their chair and burn their ass on fire. You wanna sit there and feel envious and curse me for having what I have, go for it. I know people who will stalk my life to a crazy extent. I don't know why. Yes, I put my life out there and write whatever's on my mind. I discuss, perhaps, the things that no one would publicly announce. And it is partially my fault.

This is why I am making this post! You greedy gossip diggers, are not gonna get shit out of this blog anymore. Go watch Gossip Girl instead! The truth is, no matter what I post here, someone will hate me for something. And at the same time, friends will be friends. If you don't like me, or don't like the life I have - then news flash, I don't live to please any of you. I am thankful to God for the life I have. And I've heard this somewhere, something about winning attracts losers with opinions. That explains the anonymous comments I get which are full of SHIT.

I am sorry I was confident enough to talk about my life - and putting my mistakes as well as weaknesses out there. I am sorry I reply to those full of shit comments with a great comeback. So, if you have nothing better to do than to sit behind a screen and criticize people for things you cannot do - then I can't help you. Someone commented on my weightloss blogs, "You're still fat." I can bet you anything that the person who wrote it is one sluggish overweight girl who probably hasn't lifted her ass off the couch to do anything about her weight loss.

Someone commented on my love blogs a long time ago saying I am either rich or a gold digger. I replied to that in an entire blog post. My dear friends would actually know how broke I am. I never had such a comment again. Because the people who know me the least somehow have the most to say about me. Not sure how that adds up. If I say I wasn't bothered, I wouldn't be writing this right now. I am definitely bothered, but that doesn't stop or hinder me from exposing my feelings. This purpose of this blog is not to entertain you with my life. I started it for my passion - writing. I will still continue to, without including any personal life details.

My first diary was purchased at the dollar store, when I was in grade 8. When my mom read it, and I got in some DEEP trouble, I moved to some e-Diary back in the day. Then, I finally started blogging here in my late teenage years. It is a platform for me to write about everything that happens in my life. Of course, that will invite all types of people. Publishing something with availability on the internet in itself is an invite for criticism. And I appreciate criticism. I appreciate when people correct facts in my post, and enhance my knowledge. I do not appreciate when sly people comment nasty things, because their jealousy has taken over them. Just saying!