Something I wrote today and posted on 2 sites. I believe that everyone here can also benefit from its words as well.


I have recieved several messages from certain people who inform me of who I am(I’ll get to this in a minute). They think they understand what I go through and understand my way of thinking based off the fact that I post different blogs with a varying range of emotions. Some days I’m happy so I post happy blogs, some days I’m pissed off and need to vent. Does this make me a bad person or a person who abuses substances to get attention? Fuck no.

One of the codes I live by in life is to know thyself. People can say some pretty hurtful things about you to others. Those people may be people you know, or don’t know. The point is if the people you know believe these things then they really don’t know you at all and the people you don’t know, well, you can’t change their minds at all, even if they say it to your face. They’ll always have that kind of prejudice against you.

The point I’m trying to make is, people can say all they want about me. They can talk shit, make assumptions, and think they know who I am inside and out. The truth is only a very few select people see me. These people who are involved in my day to day life know how hard I work, what I do to provide for the people I love, and how far I would go to protect them. They know my fears, my joys, my plans for the future, and what I’m doing right now to secure that future. Why do they know so much about me? Because these people accept me for who I am. These people know that no matter what my sexuality, my religion, my choices, I am still the same person I was from the day before. I can reveal deep secrets to them without fear of being judged and do the same courtesy for them.

So to the people who think they undestand me I’ll say this; you never took the time to actually do what you believe you’ve done. Your own narrow-mindedness disgusts me and the fact that if I ever tried to confide in you for anything you would either judge me harshly or dismiss it as a phase or trend I was trying to follow. You dismissed my kindness and genorosity as something I "had" to do. You dismissed my sacrafices as something that was "needed" and I shouldn’t be complaining. The worst crime you’ve committed, is you never actually stopped to think about the affect this would all have on me.

It took me a long time to find myself, my true self, and its was an amazing revelation to finally find this person I so longed to be. A hole has been filled in my heart and soul. The journey was long and hard, but this person I have foundwithin me is someone I will not give up. And now that I have found this person I know I need to improve upon them because they are not perfect. They have their own fears that need to be overcomed and their own joys that need to be fulfillled.

I am slowly, but surely getting my life back from where it was a year ago. I am working towards fixing my mistakes, and making sure I don’t repeat them. The main thing? The people who are with me now are standing by any decision I have to make. These people have followed me to hell and back, and have even gone as far as giving up much of their own lives to help me get there. They have supported me more than any person I have ever involved myself with and will contniue to do so no matter what.

It is because of their love and support I am able to accomplish what I need to do. It is because of these people I know who am I today.

So to my faithful readers, if you have learned anything from this blog then I hope it is this: Know yourself. Know where you want to go in life and let not one person deter you from it. Know that even though people may ridicule you or betray your trust that there are others you can turn to for support; whether it be a distant cousin you’ve only met a handful of times or that friend whose shoulder you’ve cried on many times. Know that there is a world out their waiting for you, a virgin land waiting to be explored.

But above all this; know that no matter what YOU know who you are and no one can ever take that away from you.

Many Blessings,

Ms. Mad Hatter