Been one year today that my life went down the shitter. Glad I only realized that now, or my day would have been even worse than it was.
Anyway. Fred Phelps' little gang of self-righteous overgrown bullies is going to be picketing in Litchfield in a couple of weeks. On the one hand, I feel compelled to do something to speak out against him, but on the other hand, I feel that ignoring them is probably the best way to deal with these people.
One thing is certain: I pray that my life never becomes that consumed with hatred. Even though there are people that I could name right now who more than deserve my hatred for the way they have treated me.... They're not worth it. That's not the kind of person that I want to be. So now, one year later, I'm going to do what anyone else would have done right away. You want time? Fine, take all the time you want. But don't expect any more of mine. I've given you too much as it is.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
