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When I am around groups of people I pick up their negativity. Groups of people have a tendency to be selfish and destructive. I avoid these groups because I take that in and it is something that I can’t fix. It stresses me out. People are ignorant. They always seem to band together in groups. They will find one to pick on. I find myself stepping in not to be a hero but just to end the chaos. This then becomes a situation where these bands of people then become my issue but it is never a thing that comes up. It is something I read in their actions and words. Depending on the amount of BS yes, I will go to one of my favorite places where the people are happy to see me and I will drink myself into a happy state and have a good time. Maybe once a month or maybe every four months. However it doesn’t fix the problem and I know it won’t. For me it’s just a momentary short escape from the depression and realization that the others aren’t like me. They seem to be much less human. I am A- Mother O-. It makes me happy to help others and see a smile. I will let Idiots go on and on and watch their actions and can read most of them like reading their mind. There are some that I can’t read. The ones that are holding back, the cold soulless killers and the very low IQ ones. It takes a little longer to read a woman. In the beginning they put on a facade. Later on when they are better acquainted I can read them. Women, most are not the destructive type. Although some will follow the crowd. I guess I am disappointed with people that just don’t care and enjoy seeing others suffer. It is ignorance and destroys the whole group. This to me is Chaos. I have to get away from it at times. I will either seclude myself and work on a hobby or have a drink. There are a few people that I like to be around. They are intelligent and are true Christians. Reading the posts from these other Negatives is a great thing and lifts my spirit. My eye color is mistaken for Hazel or brown. It is what is called central Heterachromia, Blueish grey around the outside with a reddish brown center. Depending on the light and reflection they change to green, gold, nearly black from a distance . But that is the effect of the pupil dilation and the surrounding colors of the place I am when the pupil is small, the outer blue is larger. When the Pupil expands the blue green is smaller. My hair is medium brown and my beard has red in it. That is from Norman Scandinavian descent. I guess anything to escape the pain and find happiness. Someone like me.
Mostly yes. It’s not a good thing! Though with age it has become not so addictive anymore.