bring it on, then

You know, I take a lot of garbage.  Or at least it looks that way.  To the untrained eye, it probably seems like I walk away from fights, avoid confrontation, and let people trample on me a bit.  That’s my cover, ya see.

My mom and dad taught me an invaluable lesson when I was young:  Let people say or do what they will, be it untrue or rude or slanderous or any similar distasteful adjective, and then quietly work hard and persevere, until everyone forgets about the rude person anyway.  The amazing thing is — it works every time.  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been frustrated with someone taking advantage of me in some way, or with some nasty frenemy, and by floating above it all, watched them implode in a mess of self-indulgence while I come away smelling like roses, clean conscience and all.

This maybe sounds a little preachy?  Pompous?  I dunno.  I don’t mean for it to.  I only mean this:  If you want to attack me, attack.  If you want to copy me, copy.  If you want to be rude, knock yourself out.  You will only find me continuing to do my thing, happy as a clam, while you fret and fuss and burn yourself out with your own bad vibes.  And in the end, I’ll still be here, and you’ll be long gone.


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