I am not your Minder.

I make no apologies for the tone of today's entry.

I am MAD...absolutely furious...(but don't worry. You won't find me having to resort to colourful toot words to vent my anger. I still find that so beneath me).

Why am I raving and ranting? Why am I about to throw a mega tantrum?
Simple: I am sick and tired of being nice. Being nice toot big time. Because when you are nice, people take advantage, and treat you like a doormat. They walk all over you.

Sometimes, it does not do me any good to be accomodating to others; to take into account the concerns and feelings of other people. Why? Because in return...over and over again, I get stepped on. My own feelings do not matter...Oh toot! toot!toot!

Don't I ever learn? For all my advice to others, I myself have failed to listen. So if I get knocked out flat, and hit in the head over and over again, it is probably now because I deserve it for being so toot toot stupid....and naive...and gullible...and silly for believing in the goodness of human nature... Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!!!

Hold your head high, and keep your fists low...I have never fought dirty. I have never hit below the belt. I don't fight...I am usually the one who moves away.

But...do not underestimate me...do not take me for granted...do not assume that I am
spineless. Just do not back me to a corner...for I....

Come on Dee...Be strong...