Sticks and Stones...

"Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."

We all know this saying, we've all used this at some point in our lives, for either ourselves or to remind the people around us.

What about when they do hurt though?
Words.
Words that people say to us, about us.
Hurtful words, bitchy words, just plain nasty words.

It can be numerous different things. They could say things about your physical attributes, your character, the choices you've made in life, etc.

I learnt a valuable lesson early in life that people who bitch and judge and critisise EVERYONE around them, they'll do the same thing to you too, even if they call you their best friend, soul sister.

I somehow seemed to forget that lesson in the last 6-12 months.

Thankfully, in some shitty way, I was reminded of it. That some people are just fucking douchebags and it's a sign of their character, not my own.

I'm a genuinely nice person. I care, a lot, I will always try to look at the good, play devil's advocate, find some way to make things okay for people, comfortable, welcomed. I generally will not say mean things about someone when it comes to their physical attributes, choices in life, etc.

I am human though (to an extent) and I have moments where I will rip into a person, but for that to happen my buttons will have to have been pushed.

My buttons are totally pushed right now.

At the end of the day though, something I know to be true and remind people of all the time:

"How others think of you is none of your business."

Just be careful of who you play with. I am a nice person, but I have no hesitation ripping shreds off when provoked.