Venting.

Can anyone tell me why everyone thinks I'm some sort of monster? I'm way too nice for my own good. Someone tried hitting me with their car before because they hated me. The same person said to me one day, "You're too nice. You need to start being a bitch." All I do is try to help people out. I would give someone the shirt off of my back if they asked for it. When it comes to people I absolutely despise, I'm STILL nice to them. If they ask me for a cigarette, I give them a cigarette. It's just the kind of person I am.

I've been screwed over too many times to count in relationships and friendships alike. I finally give up on dating, and meet the most amazing man ever and he manages to change my mind. I fall in love, everyone hates me. How does that work?

And then there's the people I hang out with, they ask me to clean their disgusting house full of dog shit and fleas, or cook for their 43958209 kids, then they decide to call Children and Youth on me, saying I'm doing drugs in front of their kids and fucking every guy alive. I'm sorry you and your husband are drug addicts, and your 15 year old daughter does drugs daily and screws anyone with a penis.

Also, what is with people accusing me of trying to steal their disgusting husbands? One: I am not attracted to tall scrawny dirtballs. Two: You're the idiot that decided to marry them.

I don't know. This is the reason I don't talk to anybody anymore. Everyone hates me because I'm in love with an amazing man and I have an incredible son.

Maybe I should just become a bitch. Talk smack on me, get your teeth knocked down your throat. Or I can go around accusing people of dealing drugs and fucking other peoples' husbands, just like they do to me.

No, I won't stoop down to their level.