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THE STRUGGLE IS REAL IN HATERVILLE

Everyone has their posts or blogs about haters. How they really admire you and all of that.

I just wanted to put my 2 cents in about the psychological frustrations that haters face every day...

in the mind of the hater: *cue trippy music*

...BECAUSE OF YOU!!!

You selfish self-loving person. How dare you progress, be happy, help your enemies. Why aren't you bitter and ashamed?

If you were really a good person you would succumb to despair and hatred and fall in line with the rest of the haters. You'd spend your work days combing through your co-workers tasks looking for mistakes; you'd watch your neighbors roses grow and imagine them bursting into flame, you'd
would tell your best friend that her boyfriend ain't shit cuz you ain't got one.

But what do you do? You make yourself better...you...you...confident human being!!


I HATE YOU

-Sincerely a Hater

And while said haters are composing this hate mail in their minds their own tasks are laid to waste. They forget important deadlines at work, leave  the gate open and their pit bull gets out, they mistakenly pack their Valium into their kids school lunches.

Haters make mistakes because of you. You are like the one ring. All their thoughts are bent to your whereabouts and travels. Oh yes, precious. But be careful traveler for there are many who would seek your power.

I like to poke haters a little bit. Just a little.

For instance, when I catch a mistake I've made. I make sure I make it public. Haters love secrets. If you try to hide it they will find it and feed off it. They use secrets to multiply themselves like goblins making Uruk Hai that can travel in the day time. And their minions will stop at nothing to possess more of these "secrets."

The only thing worse than being a hater is being a hater's minion and therefore a subservient hater. Man, talk about low self esteem. But they exist and they are tireless and prefer their meals raw.

Throwing off minions is easier however. I personally like to feed them false information. I'll go to a minion and confess a mistake I didn't make and then wait for the head Hater to show up be like AH HA! But then there is nothing really to point out.

Maybe I'm just a jerk.

Anyway when the chips are down just know that at least you're not a hater. The mistakes you make aren't in pursuit of the destruction of another. And if you find yourself watching someone else more than you watch yourself. STOP because once you have worn the ring of power and let it escape you, you will never be the same.



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