It's just that hard sometimes...

Yes, sometimes it really does hurt to be me.  People give up on me to easily because they think if I don't travel or live my life the way they think I should be doing,  I am no longer a viable person, therefore no reason to hang around.  

Some people take issue with the fact I speak my mind and they have very little regard for the way I do things.  I guess if you want to call this a short coming on my part then so be it.  I like what I like,  I do what I do and seldom stray from my way.  I think it pisses some people off that I have a very low tolerance for many things and refuse to go against my principals.  Some call me ridged, some just flat out say bitch.  I try not to concern myself too much with what other people think.  I have to live in my skin, not them.

I do get a little tired of people always walking away from me because they can't deal with those things.  I can't change who I am to please everyone else.

I give my husband a big round of applause,  he has never imposed restrictions on who I am and need to be.  He accepts me for me and he does not go around feeling sorry for himself if I don't do things the way he thinks I should.  He lets me be me... he is not afraid of me...   Can't say that for too many others. 

I've had a difficult life growing up and thought out that life,  I've lost a lot of people I love because I practice to be me.....  sad and true...  

I can't change who I am, but I can change my attitude about how I deal with it.  I am working on just that.