le rant
Writing a whole page and backspacing the entire thing because you’re afraid of what people will do.
It’s amazing to be able to say “I don’t care about what people think of me” but that, for most people on this Earth, is a complete lie.
If someone you loved with your entire fucking being turned around and said they didn’t want you, you wouldn’t sit there and accept it. It would fucking kill you.
It’s like someone has just stabbed you in the chest, repeatedly, with a jagged rock and left you gasping for breath, but no matter how hard you try and struggle for air, your lungs are still denied precious oxygen.
If someone who you had put complete trust in, abandoned you, do you think you would be sitting there thinking “Oh well, next time. I don’t care what you think”?
No.
Of course you would fucking care. You would take a bullet for this person and they have just told you that you mean nothing to them. I know from experience, that you would be dying on the inside.
So the next time someone turns around and says to me that they don’t care what people think of them, I’m going to push them into traffic and maybe, just maybe, an oncoming semi-trailer will knock some sense into them.
I’m Done.
