Do not get bitter Krystal. Do not get angry.
You know I’m just sitting here thinking about the way “some people” operate and I’m having to keep myself from getting angry. I’ve seen it so many times over the years. Someone makes them angry, so initially they feel hurt, but then they cover that up with rudeness towards the other person. They flip everything to make other people feel guilty or horrible so that instead of them accepting the responsibility that is theirs , instead they try to crush the other persons confidence, value, and self worth.
I’m so tired of being crushed. And the mind games are starting to make me really angry.
And Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Out of the huts of history’s shame
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise. “