This isn't a pointless blog!

Blogs are very cathartic because lots of people who genuinely care about you write back and tell you that you are great. Not because it is easy but because it is true. We on this board are great, and you are great, just as Citizen, TWG and SimonWhoIsn'tReallyEvilButDon'tTellHimISaidSo has said.

Most people (I hate to say and don't want to believe) are pretty crap and inconsiderate. Know that you have people that aren't crap ready to help and that you are great in many ways that most of the population aren't.

Be happy, don't let the bastards grind you down.

Also, have some chocolate!

hugs

Yep, some people suck, basically.

Had this group of friends, and we was real close, if we went out we as a group, we did something, it was as a group. Then one particular member of the group decided it would be fun to get the big wooden spoon out and start stirring.

I didn't want anything to do with it so I became the focus of a lot of it...
needless to say I don't speak to them anymore.

Maybe I just don't get it, maybe thats how we're supposed to behave towards each other, I just don't want that.

You know.

I'd be willing to bet that a lot of folks here bend over backwards for people. And most, I'd wager, have been trampled on and used. I've noticed that we are not just fans or browncoats, but we have a strange idea that mankind is one family. You see, we are not drawn to Firefly because it is science fiction or a western or even joss's baby; we are drawn here because folks that should not care one lick about each other stand together and fight for each other. They do for others even when they will not benefit themselves. We, or at least I, do whatever we can to help out people. The world knows that we will help them and they walk all over our backs.

The only way to stop it from happening is to say no. I know I should say no just as you know it too. But I don't want to. It doesn't feel right. So I get stressed and weary and hurt and it bothers me...I don’t mind so much though when I look back at things. Perhaps this why I don’t have a lot of friends. I don’t get close enough to be hurt when they use me as I know they will. So I get used and move on to the next person that needs something from me. I let them laugh. I let them enjoy themselves. I let my pain get buried until I realize that they are smiling; it may be at my expense but at lest they’re happy.

Short of blowing up the school gym, you have two options: never offer again or let it wash over you. I also recommend sleepovers. They are great at relieving the tresses of the world. Make sure to talk about boys and sing silly songs and put someone’s bra in the freezer. You’ll feel better in no time.

I think we've got to accept that every now and then, one of our friends is going to do us over. I must admit I've got hulking big shields to stop that happening to me again (long story, involves one former best friend and two female friends) but if you don't trust other people, it's not much of a life.

In any case, have a big consolation hug from me. Plus while I'm there, I'll pull that knife out of your back.