A personal note

Dear Bully-

Actually, you know what, I’m not going to call you a bully because by definition a bully picks on someone weaker than them. I’m not now, nor will I ever be, weaker than you.

It’s funny. I hadn’t heard from you in a while. I mean, I knew you were still out there occasionally spewing your nonsense, but you really hadn’t been actively being an ass to me or my friends. I thought there for a minute that you’d actually moved on. Gotten a life, perhaps.

But no, here you go again. I’ve got to tell you though, this time? Yeah, you made me laugh. I really appreciate that you made a total idiot of yourself in your quest to “get me”. No really. It was funny as hell and I really needed a good laugh.

Here’s the thing though: I’m sick and tired of you. Your gossip doesn’t really hurt me, but it does hurt my friends. That’s not okay. Come after me if you must. Leave the people I care about out of it. Although, I’m sure you get a thrill out of all the drama you think you create. Honestly, it’s the only reason I can come up with for why you continue to do what you do.

I’ve got to tell you though, just as your lies haven’t hurt me in the past, they aren’t going to hurt me now. The only thing you really do is waste my time. See, I’ve got great friends and those friends know who I am, lumps and all. They know I’m cranky some days and they know I have a bad temper on occasion. They also aren’t afraid to point out when you do something ridiculous, just so I’m aware. (And yes, I know about your other identity, the one you don’t think I know about.)

So yes, I know you’re still doing that thing you do where you try to make everyone else look bad so you can prove that you’re right and make yourself look like some sort of hero. The thing is, you aren’t right. And all of your so-called “proof” is a made up bunch of horse crap that no one believes.

If you’d once bothered to ask the question you so desperately want the answer to, I’d have given it to you. But I refuse to “go public” with your accusations as you so obviously want me to do. In fact, this post is as close as I’m going to get to ever lowering myself to your level.

For those of you who have no idea what I’m talking about, thank you. Thank you for not following gossip mongers who have a vindictive streak a mile wide. Thank you for not paying attention to small-minded people who get off on hurting other people to make themselves feel better. I wish I could tell you that I would explain this whole mess to you, but I can’t. See, that would just give the mean and spiteful person who keeps trying to hurt me more power and it would hurt the other people this person has set their sights on too. I refuse to do that. So please don’t ask, because I won’t explain. I would like to tell you not to let some random stranger on the internet have power over you. And I’m here, if you need someone to talk to.

And for you, the one who keeps on pushing, who seems determined to “find the truth” at the expense of so many others, to you I say get a life. Seriously. You need one that isn’t so full of hate and drama. You need real people in your life who aren’t afraid to tell you when you’re being a total asshole. You really need people who aren’t entertained by your antics—because in reality, they all make fun of you behind your back.

I really do wish you well. I hope someday you realize what you’re doing and change your ways. That would be really amazing.

Poppy