Actually surprised Dr M.H.

Hmmmmm. Sometimes some conversations and etiquette in them are unavoidable. Let's just say Dr., I have a certain type of hunger, and couldn't help but appreciate more. I wish I could have a little more of a professional rep, and really prove that I mean what I say about gossip, but with my priorities, I put being real before proving how self-righteous I am about gossip.......Maybe you are a little upset from the other day where I seemed to mock your confidence a little for the way you were questionably being rejecting. Now, you look like you are showing your confidence in a subtle way where you know you are not desperately ridiculous like the others: "What it's like to live with $20,000 in credit card debt: Can you relate?" No, I didn't click the link and read it, but the title tells me: You aren't using the poor vulnerability against me. It looks as if you look on the bright side to say, I no longer have the literal credit card debt pressure. Yes and No. I did go bankrupt. Regardless of just that, getting or trying to keep a job has been nothing but a sick joke. I question if I should just stop trying to look altogether, or maybe just keep seeking and maybe I will run into the right type of employer, or there may be a black market of a reality I don't completely understand. Some unsaid expectations. I really have kept my professional confidence no matter how many times I've been ripped on. It is just that I've been so ganged up on, hated on, and everything in the book against me, I'm left with no other choice: it is this town, not me. Whatever gossip is out there, or whatever reputation someone wants to make of me, I have always thought I've been too good for. Of course the mad men won't let me speak the truth or stop beating me to death with their arrogance, but I know there are too many negative lies and things being said about me. I really am not one to obsess over confidence in any or every individual. Perhaps I face some sort of backwards punishment for not calling out another's lack of confidence or jealousy. Sometimes, I have my own way of making it personal with someone, but I'm not out to be an OCD predator. I know I have the other polar opposite where "I'm the one who should be jealous." I was never out for a competition like that either, but I hate the way people are too ignorant and/or want to grope me into their agenda. I don't always want to let people in on my agenda for my own personal sake. When I accuse someone of being a subjective Calvin, I really mean what I say. I have had some serious abusers that just seem to want to murder me and force me into being a bottom feeder or making the bottom feeder out of me I never was. I know there are probably other intelligent terms, but I'm not a thesaurus. I just hate the way people think they deserve to control another person's values and wants through concepts or people. I hate their rigs. I hate their manipulations and will to manipulate to lie. There is a specific way I feel starved and raw, and it would be nice for you to keep your confidence by not being ridiculous or desperate as long as you can. I don't know what you are really up to or what your agenda is. I know there are other ways to be a predator too. Could you just prevent yourself from preying on or hurting me for as long as you can?

I hate the way this has several different angles.

My summed up version of "The Secret Life of Walter Mitty?" It is about a photographer and photo maker who really are just gay for each other. Although, Mitty goes across the world and climbs mountains and Shawn has a sincere admiration to his face, the relationship just doesn't happen. Walter does appear to be very into "Cheryl." However, THE LOUD HINT WAS THERE. It is either a swinger relationship there, or she is a lied to victim who is the cover object for their closet...... surprise surprise. Men get my attention just to keep saying how much more they hate me again...... After my summed up version..... I will not be called Cheryl. I just won't be. Second off, I do see Shawn D'Atri's threat to my face, HE IS GOING TO MAKE ME: HIS, BRI'S, AND BECKY'S conquest. He fucking hates me that much he will keep threatening me with his conquestial terrorism until whatever of my anorexic remains don't even look like human matter anymore. I hate you too Shawn. I hate you too. I do hope that some people will catch on to your terrorism and turn you into the next Gadaffi............................ Travis? Maybe he wants to use Travis's questionable slave or follower tool to make me give in and succumb to his Brawny man where Travis and I will be this coupled slaves of Shawn and Bree Ann's arbitrage. Or, we'll just be their slaving swingers on call. It really is in Travis's hands now with what his real self-identity is among several arbitrage people. Travis, right now you do look like either their slave or a swinger and don't want the loneliness and want me to be your fellow slave or slaving swinger. THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE TO ME RIGHT NOW TRAVIS......... Shawn, I really do hate the way you want to keep getting away with your lies and rigs and me buried alive to your face. I hate the way you gave yourself the credit for Edward. Edward really was my perfect stranger and I knew who I was thinking about when I was with him: E-D-W-A-R-D. I appreciate the one night stand Edward was, and you can't terrorize me out of it. I am no one's conquest. Not even the Rocky Gap Casino Edward and the Casino Becky. FUCK YOUR LYING RIGS, HATEFUL BITCHES.