I am so angry and frustrated! The impression I get from those around me is that I don\'t matter. My feelings don\'t mean shit; I\'m not allowed to have an opinion; I need to make money so I can pay them- \"so I can learn to be a functioning adult\". What I want to do is scream as loud as I can and yell at them: \"I am functional! And more so than you ever will be!!\"
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\"You live your life for the benefit of yourself! you work hard so you can buy nice cars and big houses. You constantly compare the success of your children to those of your friends. You are quick to anger and even quicker to judge and blame others. You care only about the tangible, and how the world sees you. You are mean and you are cruel; expecting others to apologize to you. You sit on your pedestal but deny that you do so simply because the legs to yours may not be as tall as others. You insult but justify it calling it genuine concern. The truth behind it? They didn\'t meet your time-line. I pity you, as I do the rest of this selfish world.\"
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I used to wonder if one day people would know who I was. I know now how stupid that is. If I were to die tomorrow, I would soon be forgotten. After the funeral and grieving, when everything is packed up, there is no reason to remember. Life will continue to move on, with or without you. That is why I made it my life\'s goal to live not for myself, but for others. And it is not easy to do so when your \"support\" system is as corrupt as the rest of the world. One more; Just one more slip up, and I am done. I will cut their poisonous grasp from my future. I would rather go through this life alone than be held down.
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Let this be a warning to all. If you choose to put me down or get in the way of my goals, I will cut you off. And I will NOT come back.
Remember that.
x Jessie Jane