A Not-So-Cryptic Cryptid

Despite confidence in myself and what I’ve accomplished, I can’t say I’m completely cool with everything I do or say being either “wrong” (by way of personal preference) or not good enough. The funniest part is is that the person doing the lip-flapping is a stagnant wisher who only knows how to talk big; never do big. I also don’t care much for being called some pretty rude names (r*tard, sp*d, autistic, etc.) when something doesn’t line up with their personal opinions or ways of life.

I think they forget the dynamic has shifted a bit. No one’s in power here. Stop acting like you’re the boss and I’m the subordinate.

EDIT:

Tomorrow I am going to the Dr. Seuss Experience and I can’t explain how excited I am.

I’m writing this for me.

For the first time in almost ten years, I’m finally doing well in life. I’m far from cured of all that ails me, but what I have accomplished and what I have worked my ass off for, is working for me.

I’m in the medical field now and my art has remained my number one passion (too much sacrificing my self-worth for a field that isn’t very open minded). I have a snake who is thriving and a good support system who helps me tremendously.

To those who hurt me and brought me down in the past, kindly remember you no longer affect me. You weren’t strong enough to keep me where I was. You had a good grip for a while, but now I’m twice as good as I could have ever been when I knew you. In short, you are gum under my shoe now.

Love, financial wellness, and an iron support system are mine now. I hope you have fun with your superficial material items and your constant need for visual attention.