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No one would describe me as a push-over. No one would describe me as passive or defenseless, or powerless, or weak, or quiet, or ... But, I AM powerless against the Shouting World. In fact, my only reliable weapon in life, to date, has been logic and that only kicks in six months to six years too late.

I am powerless against mean people, shouting people, passive aggressive people, irrational people... I have not found my magic power, yet. Ahhh, yes, it is because there is no magic power—there i… Continue

Following along in an orderly fashion, I think I have established that I have not exercised very much discernment and have allowed quite a few Mean Women (and a few Mean Men) into my life. I am now allowing myself to hate the mean people in my life--not to engage in any hateful activity, just to hate them from afar and to disengage from them. Which led to the whole "healing through hatred" thingy.

And, that has led to my newfound revelation that practicing discernment in my life would be a good… Continue

I just realized that one could get the impression, from reading my blog, that I am completely caught up in interlocking sets of vicious cliques of "Mean Women."

That is not the case--just so you know! I am not, nor have I ever been, a member of a clique. I think that a "group of friends" and a "clique" are two entirely different kettle of fish although I have not perfected my definitions of the differences in their dynamics, yet.

I am however, a "card carrying member of the ACLU." I was, that… Continue

My "Healing Through Hatred" is going swimmingly.

But, first, let me say that people are simply terrified of hate or repulsed or both. I used to said, "Hate corrodes the vessel that carries it." Not anymore.

Friends try everything in their power to get me to use another word. They beg me to reconsider. But, I will not.

Then, they have to reassure themselves that I am not in some way self-destructive. They are convinced that I am in some magical and mysterious way harming myself just by hating… Continue

My new thing in life is healing through hatred because being nice wasn't working.

I have tried to solve many problems in life by being nice, diplomatic, understanding, empathic, sympathetic...the list does go on. My parents rule in life was that there were two sets of rules--those for other children and those for us. We had to take the high road. We had victim stamped on our foreheads.

No one, by the way, would see me as a victim. My alleged friends (I am reevaluating my friends and some are g… Continue