Clarification of a few issues...
Hey, sorry about the time between posts. According to feedback that I have received recently, on some of my previous posts I come across as a male sexist chauvinist pig. Which doesn't really bother me. The things that I crap on about on these posts, if you read the top of the page - are just thoughts that run through my head. If they sound sexist, shit - I must be sexist. But after sitting down and thinking about it, I have realized that I can honestly say that about 70% of my friends are female. The strongest and closest friendships that I have are believe it or not, are with females! The things that I write in posts and talk about in day to day life are things that come up in discussion with members of both genders. For those of you that don't know me that well, I am a very opinionated person. I am very rarely wrong, but hey nobody's perfect, on the odd occasion that I am - I'm more than happy to put up the hand and say "yep, I fucked up."
If there is something that is on my mind, I have no qualms in saying it. Yes, I do cop shit for it a lot of the time. I have got into trouble at times for saying what I say, but I believe that if you can't be honest with yourself or your friends, what's the point of opening your mouth?
That said, for those of you that read the comments made by the anonymous 'anti-matt' on my previous post should be aware that there is a poor soul named Betty* (not her real name apparently). Poor Betty has suffered a lot of abuse and verbal attacks since she started school. Firstly, lets take a step back for a moment. My first point that I would like to make in reply to Anon is: If you had read the post properly, I was actually talking about women defying the aging process. NOT about being picked on because they were butt ugly. But since you want to make an issue about it, keep reading. If you haven't read the comments by anon on the previous post, it would probably be an idea to, just in case you aren't quite following where I'm going.
Yes, I am the first to admit that women are very emotional people. For some reason, I seem to be the person that gets the phone call off a number of females when they need to vent anger, have some sort of problem in their lives, or just need someone to go out and have some serious retail therapy with.
Before I go any further, lets take a step back for a minute. For a collective group that prides itself their ability to convey their emotions and communicate well, my experience tells me that the human females are quite good at it - most of the time, not all of the time. From what I can tell about poor Betty*, I may be wrong here - and I will state that this is just based on my experience on dealing with a number of women, but poor Betty needs to lighten up. Poor Betty is made out to be the only person that went through their childhood and got picked on. Now, if there is anybody out there that has heard any sort of rumors about the kid that went all the way through school without getting picked on, please let me know. I'll gladly forward an apology in my next post. Kids picking on kids is all a part of growing up.
The kids that seemed to get picked on most - once again, this is based on my personal experience with females - is often the one that tends to use the teasing and the taunts as an outlet. Lets use an example, a friend of mine Michelle (I'll use a fake name since it seems to be some sort of trend at the moment). She was taunted because she was (and still is) quite tall. From there it went to nastier things, where everything from height through to sexuality were made fun of. But, the difference, I believe, between Michelle (not her real name) and Betty (not her real name) is the fact that Michelle didn't let the taunts get to her. She had broad enough shoulders (literally and metorphorically) to deal with it. Michelle used the taunts as a motivation to succeed in life. She had the belief that if she focused on more important things than kids that have nothing better to do than make fun of her, like getting on with her life, she would ultimately have the last laugh. Looking at her now, she is in a much better situation than most people I know. She has a fantastic job, where she is happy. She's in a good relationship, engaged four months ago, and she has a great circle of friends, in which I am proud to say that I am a part of. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't an easy time for her. But since the comments went up on the post the other night, I spoke to Michelle and asked: given the chance, would she change anything? The answer was no. I asked why, and she said, "well I wouldn't have had the motivation to get where I am now."
It took a moment to realize the meaning of what was said, but, the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. For the first few years of her life, Michelle did cop a lot of shit, but she used that as a motivation - to be better than those who made her feel like nothing. Look at her today, she's living the life. Perfectly happy. She has gone through the worst, and now she's reaping the rewards.
In conclusion, I have seen the best and the worst of people. Many can be cruel, many more can be unkind. If there are people out there that have to resort to physical attacks, take it in a positive light. They must only be shitcanning your physical appearance, simply because your character can't be faulted. I would rather be bagged for what I look like. Not what I am.
If there is something that is on my mind, I have no qualms in saying it. Yes, I do cop shit for it a lot of the time. I have got into trouble at times for saying what I say, but I believe that if you can't be honest with yourself or your friends, what's the point of opening your mouth?
That said, for those of you that read the comments made by the anonymous 'anti-matt' on my previous post should be aware that there is a poor soul named Betty* (not her real name apparently). Poor Betty has suffered a lot of abuse and verbal attacks since she started school. Firstly, lets take a step back for a moment. My first point that I would like to make in reply to Anon is: If you had read the post properly, I was actually talking about women defying the aging process. NOT about being picked on because they were butt ugly. But since you want to make an issue about it, keep reading. If you haven't read the comments by anon on the previous post, it would probably be an idea to, just in case you aren't quite following where I'm going.
Yes, I am the first to admit that women are very emotional people. For some reason, I seem to be the person that gets the phone call off a number of females when they need to vent anger, have some sort of problem in their lives, or just need someone to go out and have some serious retail therapy with.
Before I go any further, lets take a step back for a minute. For a collective group that prides itself their ability to convey their emotions and communicate well, my experience tells me that the human females are quite good at it - most of the time, not all of the time. From what I can tell about poor Betty*, I may be wrong here - and I will state that this is just based on my experience on dealing with a number of women, but poor Betty needs to lighten up. Poor Betty is made out to be the only person that went through their childhood and got picked on. Now, if there is anybody out there that has heard any sort of rumors about the kid that went all the way through school without getting picked on, please let me know. I'll gladly forward an apology in my next post. Kids picking on kids is all a part of growing up.
The kids that seemed to get picked on most - once again, this is based on my personal experience with females - is often the one that tends to use the teasing and the taunts as an outlet. Lets use an example, a friend of mine Michelle (I'll use a fake name since it seems to be some sort of trend at the moment). She was taunted because she was (and still is) quite tall. From there it went to nastier things, where everything from height through to sexuality were made fun of. But, the difference, I believe, between Michelle (not her real name) and Betty (not her real name) is the fact that Michelle didn't let the taunts get to her. She had broad enough shoulders (literally and metorphorically) to deal with it. Michelle used the taunts as a motivation to succeed in life. She had the belief that if she focused on more important things than kids that have nothing better to do than make fun of her, like getting on with her life, she would ultimately have the last laugh. Looking at her now, she is in a much better situation than most people I know. She has a fantastic job, where she is happy. She's in a good relationship, engaged four months ago, and she has a great circle of friends, in which I am proud to say that I am a part of. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't an easy time for her. But since the comments went up on the post the other night, I spoke to Michelle and asked: given the chance, would she change anything? The answer was no. I asked why, and she said, "well I wouldn't have had the motivation to get where I am now."
It took a moment to realize the meaning of what was said, but, the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. For the first few years of her life, Michelle did cop a lot of shit, but she used that as a motivation - to be better than those who made her feel like nothing. Look at her today, she's living the life. Perfectly happy. She has gone through the worst, and now she's reaping the rewards.
In conclusion, I have seen the best and the worst of people. Many can be cruel, many more can be unkind. If there are people out there that have to resort to physical attacks, take it in a positive light. They must only be shitcanning your physical appearance, simply because your character can't be faulted. I would rather be bagged for what I look like. Not what I am.
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