In Vain

This could very well be my shortest blogpost yet.

I am having trouble sleeping right now. It's almost two o'clock in the morning and I have yet to feel sleepy. I am too incensed to feel tired. I am pissed as hell. I am raging against the onslaughts against me are undeserved.

I can just scream but I cannot so here I am bitching and whining about it in my blog. Whatever I do it seems all in vain. I have an answer to the question I posed in my previous blog. Is it me or is it me? It is I who is at fault because I stubbornly refuse to believe that some people are malicious and evil. I need to learn to look at the glass as half-empty and not half-full...

It just occurred to me that no matter what I do sometimes I just cannot win. If I try to help, I lose. I do not try to help, I still lose. There is no pleasing people. It is even harder to please those who are related to you by blood. I was naive to think that I was doing good when I tried to help despite the warnings my father gave me. So, in the end, I am now portrayed as the one orchestrating everything. I am the one responsible for their plight because of my so-called "VESTED INTEREST". In just two weeks, I have been accused of many things. I have been left to hang dry. I have been snubbed. I have been a passive recipient of cold shoulders, accusing stares and neglect. Come on! How much more does these people think I can take before I start retaliating?

I refuse to be the freaking scapegoat for other people's misery, insecurity, greed and even their stupidity. I am putting an end to this. I better start seeing some grovelling the very least apologies because messing with me have consequences. These consequences need not be instituted by me directly or personally. Experience have taught me that karma is all too real to be ignored. This is not a warning, it is a merely a matter-of-fact statement.