I'm pretty sure I'm a nice person. In fact, I enjoy putting others before myself.
Then why am I stuck playing the blame game, and I lose every time. I won't mention any names, but all day long, a particular someone has been jabbing at me with their blame stick, some of the things having nothing to do with me at all, but still, I took the blame, just to end the freakin' thing!
There is nothing more frustrating than being in a situation where the arguer beats a dead horse for hours, and hours, and hours. Please, put me in a bubble, and punt me to some place pretty, maybe some place where I don't know anyone. This way nobody can point their finger at me and call me six times in a row, practically harassing me ... Oh please, this is Ali Pinho's life we're talking about. Nothing comes that easy.
All my life, I've been the punching bag. Maybe because I take it? Eventually, I fight back, which, obviously does not prove me to be that imitating because they just keep coming back. Really, I'm over it. I'm willing to take the punches. I'd rather do that than fight. Don't get me wrong, I definitely stand up for myself. But in the end, that doesn't really do much for my own good.
So stop beating me up, you crazy cage fighters. This punching bag is out of order. Why don't you join a gym!!!
I'm not bitter. :)
