Here’s the deal. I’m tired. I’m sick and tired of being sick and fuckin’ tired. People are  way off base on what they think they know of me because frankly they know fuck all about fuck all. I’m tired of having blame placed on me when I had nothing at all to do with the situation. How is it my fault when someone ELSE reacts the way they do? My bad fuckin’ attitude did not somehow rub off on them because when it comes to workign with children I DO NOT HAVE A BAD ATTITUDE!!!!

As awful as this sounds I will eventually slip and say something really awful to her. I will tell her I hope she chokes. It will eb the end of my job but it will be so fulfilling ot tell her what I truly think. I’m not a bad person but you can only push someone so damn far before they snap. I’m at my breaking point already but I refuse to give them the satisfaction. What was it that N said? There’s safety in numbers. Build are army to bring down the head of it all.

I’d like to give a hearty FUCK YOU to those who think otherwise. FUCK OFF!

Please forgive me if I’m being a bit harsh here but I need to get something off my chest. I fear if I don’t real soon I might just implode. That wouldn’t be a pretty site at all, though some would marvel in it. Maybe even bask in the glow of said doom. Anyways, my point. Get to the point.

It seems these days that the only way to get along with people and to be accepted is to lie through your teeth and/or kiss major ass to obtain friends. I hate to break the mold, but I’m not about to sit here and parade some bullshit feelings around that are a complete and utter pathetic lie. How is kissing someone’s ass and throwing a few useless cyber hugs around going to cure depression and decrease the rate of suicides? For me personally I thought a few home truths or a bit of honesty would help people see that suicide isn’t the answer. Excuse me for thinking that words instead of just “hug hug oh sweetie I’m sorry” would correct or ease the situation. Apparantly the cure to depression and suicidal tendencies is to throw that yellow sunshine around and say I care. After all this time I thought that it was therapy and help in real life by real life doctors. Well, I’ll be damned. I guess myself and a thousand other people have been barking up the wrong tree. I’ll be sure to tell those cured from seeking help in a medically trained field that we were wrong and then I’ll throw them a huggy hug and show them the true meaning of HEALING.

All these overpriced head doctors got their degrees for nothing really. Who would have thunk it? They just wasted years on getting masters and bachelors degrees. We should have told them “No you fools. Just send a hug emote. That even cures the most incurable diseases” Don’t waste your money on the high priced education that mommy and daddy so wanted for you. Make sure you inform them that that’s not a way to get a good paying job anymore.

***NEWS BULLETIN***

The word emo is no longer available as there are no more emo kids running amuk. They have been CURED. They have been saved. The evil mastermind known as **DR. DEPRESSION** has been taken down. He has been battled, beaten, defeated and maimed. He know longer exists. The cure!! You must know by now. The cure is the little ball of sunshine named **CAPTAIN HUGSALOT**. Bow down and thank the mighty captain. He’s our savior.

HAIL CAPTAIN HUGSALOT for curing the such things as emoness, sadness, depression, suicidal thoughts, the need to self harm and the common cold. You are our one and only savior. Fuck therapists, fuck doctors, fuck medical help, fuck meds. Hell, even fuck God because none of that is seemingly the cure. It’s pure and simple Captain Hugsalot.

***END NEWS BULLETIN**

**END TRANSMISSION**

Beep…beep..fuck I need a hug.

I’ve been around long enough to know that “different” is not permitted. You must conform to being a carbon copy void to be accepted anywhere.  You need to smile and say “yes” and “i agree” to everything otherwise you are an outcast. Any kind of honesty or forwardness is shunned. You get dumped on and treated like crap if you have an opinion outside the norm. If you are “different” you may as well head for the hills because all you will get for your thoughts is a backlash of angry mob mentality, carbon copy bigots.

It’s like living in hell trying to prove to people that conforming to this idiocracy is not normal. It’s bizarre and unethical. It’s also like living in hell when people accept that it’s okay to lie. People bend over backwards to try to help those that are basically lying through their teeth. For myself, I personally cannot twist and bend like a pretzel into believing that that is okay. It’s not. Period. End of story.

How is lying blatantly okay? How is making up such awful stuff deemed truthful? When the lie is right in front of your face how is the person screaming the truth the asshole? How is that person deemed the outcast? Are people so against seeing that this world is full of lying pricks? They are so brainwashed into believing everything everyone says is the truth. If I sat here saying “I saw a 10 pink elephant walking down the street” would you believe me? Sadly you’d probably say “yeah I’ve been there, seen that, done that, bought the t-shirt.”

It’s disgusting. It’s ridiculous. It’s also quite possible that coming here made you dumb. Maybe you were once smart, hell maybe even genious level. The problem is as soon as you hit that accept key to conforming you somehow lose any ounce of crediblity and smarts you had.

So what do I do now? Do I let the conformist pigs win? Do I let the brainwashed sociopaths create my destiny? Do I walk away half angry, half resolved to the fact thay I give up? Why should I fight for something I believe in…the truth…when the truth isn’t acceptable? Should I conform and lie about everything in my life hoping people don’t wake up and realize what a crock of shit it really is? I don’t know anymore. I really don’t know.

It just really sucks that people are such mind numbing morons now. I’d like to have a thought provoking convo with a non robot.

—Beep. End Transmission—

Sometimes it gets to the point where you want to just stand up and scream “Enough is Enough”. When you reach your breaking point and you can’t take much more of people’s shit, what do you do? Do you sit there and continue to take it and be a good little listener, a good little friend or do you tell them to shut the hell up.

I’m tired, really. Tired of the listless babbling from people that mean so little to me. I don’t know them. They sure as hell don’t know me. They never even bothered. They just like to pretend they know every detail of my life and chime in when deemed necessary. In the end of that they end up looking like a complete asshole because they have no idea what I’m talking about at all. It’s so stupid really. So, the point is this: I should stop helping people becuase they are of no help to me. They don’t offer up anything besides bitch bitch bitch and moan moan moan. I could moan and bitch all day about all my misfortunes but instead I decide to turn them around and change it.

I’m tired of people sitting on their asses thinking that by bitching it’ll simply get better. Get off your ass and change it because no one’s going to change it for you. Do something? See someone? FIX IT! Don’t bitch to me about how you hate life because you have no job and no money. Get off your ass and look for a job and get money. Seriously, I’m not going to do it for you. I’ve got enough on my plate.

Take responsibility for your life because seriously…ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!