I have been too kind of late. Once I was at least respected in that those around me did not want to suffer the consequences of getting on my bad side.

But my love wanted me to be nicer, be kinder, be a better person.

It's not in me to give this to others though. I have finally reached the point where I do not care. The next person who says something will cause the final snap, and I promise nothing after that.

I tried, I truly did, to be a good person, but what did that ever bring me? Nothing, nothing at all, and I have had enough of this.

As far as I can tell, being a good person just is another way of saying the person people take advantage of. It's been all the harder sticking to this given that I am not naive I see it all for what it is.

I have not been so angry in many, many, years. I've had enough. They deserve whatever I bring down on them.