The least this life owes you is for you to be able to be who you are.May life fill you with *all* the love your heart wishes to embrace & *only* the (kinds of) mutually consensual relationships that you feel comfortable with.

I don’t know who needs to hear (read) this, but some of the people in my real life and/or my online life definitely need to hear (read) this: I AM NOT YOUR SAFE SPACE.

Honestly, I don’t know when I graduated from being people’s proverbial punching bag at whose expense one could easily score popularity points with others, to become people’s safe space for sharing their bigotry and hate, but I am still NOT here for either.

I’ve spent virtually every [bleep]ing day of my life trying to be(come) a better human being, but I’ve never done it to be liked. Personal growth was never about making myself likeable. I am not on this [bleep]ing planet to please or treat life as a series of popularity contests.

Obviously, some of you haven't made that type of personal growth. Your growth was in material or other ways, sh!t you can show off, while your maturity level remained that of a middel schooler's, meaning you keep seeking validation and somehow thought you could find it with me.

I’ve spent a lot of time presenting "good behaviour" swallowing my thoughts and feelings, because society told me I was “a lot”/”too much” anyway and because being people’s for-lack-of-better (a.k.a. spare) friend was, by societal standards, better than having few or no friends.

Perhaps that looked like an invitation to some of you. And maybe you thought that as long as your bigotry or hate at least wasn't directed at me, I'd humour you, like you & society conditioned me to. I'll take some accountability for that.

But I'm also here to tell you I AM OVER IT. I have worked jobs since the age of 13, been to therapy since that age to work to fit into society, and I have NOTHING to show you. Which also means I have NOTHING to lose.

I AM NOT A SAFE SPACE FOR YOUR HATE. I've tried to express this in the most friendly ways possible, time and again, but perhaps it went unnoticed whenever I tried to spread it as a positive message. So you got a rant instead.

/rant over (for now, anyway) You can see your own way out, because I am not [bleep]ing going anywhere.

No, I am not going anywhere. I am just cleaning up a little.

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