I piss people off.
I realized that this last week, through a series of different events. I really don’t even try most of the time, I guess it’s just a gift. I have stated before that I’m not for everyone, kind of acquired taste. I am the pistachio almond ice cream of the human world, if you love me? You LOVE me. And if you HATE me? The mere mention of my name makes you feel slightly nauseous.
Funny thing is I’m okay with that, I’d rather be pistachio almond than say, vanilla ice cream. Is vanilla ice cream really anyone’s favorite? No, but most people like it just fine, and will have a bowl if offered. Is it better with chocolate syrup, whip cream and nuts? Hell yeah!! Most people don’t make sundaes with pistachio almond ice cream, it’s a stand alone, take me or leave me, I don’t care if I’m green, I’m still kind of a badass ice cream.
It used to bug me when someone didn’t like me, but I’ve gotten thicker skin. I’ve decided it’s an honor when someone despises me, it means I must be doing something right. I’d rather be different and myself, than bland and fit in. If me over here living my life, raising my children, writing my blog pisses you off? You might want to figure out what is missing in your life to make you care so much.
Unless the whore is reading this… “Hi whore, sorry it didn’t work out like you planned. Maybe if you pout really hard, and cry some of your famous whore tears, and smack your thick thighs together three times your wishes will come true…Nothing? Sorry go back to hating me.” She’s the only person I’ve ever intentionally made hate me.
So I guess what I’m getting to today, is…
“It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”
― André Gide-
So I’m okay with pissing people off.
“I don’t want to be anything other than me
I’m surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I’m surrounded by impostors everywhere I turn
I’m surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one who’s noticed?
I can’t be the only one who’s learned
I don’t want to be
Anything other than what I’ve been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have a peace of mind
I’m tired of looking ’round rooms
Wondering what I’ve got to do
Or who I’m supposed to be”