So lets all take a moment and remember that scene, in Gilmore Girls, that Mitchum Huntzberger totally bags Rory, and destroys her. And we, as an audience, know that he is wrong. We know Rory is capable of everything she puts her mind to. She is hard-working, determined, creative, intelligent. She is everything we wish were! Yet, she still had haters. She still had someone that she would never be good enough for.
And tonight, I can honestly say...I know what she feels like.
I just have to say, that most people having "haters", would let it knock them down. Just like Rory let Mitchum do. And it was sad, and terrible and we all sat there in shock as she dropped and completely lost her life. And I won't lie to you, at first, it does get to me. I have those Rory thought processes where I think, URGH. I used to feel this constant need of impressing you. I tried getting your attention, your approval...and tonight I just sat down, saw that I still hadn't got it....and was exhausted. And I sat there, pondering....what was it all for? What was the purpose of all of it? Was it seriously all fake? As if you were doing it just because you "had" to. As if you were called of God to do it. I just am mad, mad at myself. Why did I let myself do this? What sort of nimrod sits there and actually cares what other people are thinking?
The best part of this post, is that the person who it is pointed to...will NEVER know. Haha. Thats how pathetic is. Why does it get under my skin so much? Probably because the turn out of this, should be so different.
But the point of this post was not to rant about my anger or irritation, but rather to talk about what turn it has recently taken, as of...an hour ago.
It is incredible, I have the sudden urge to make those haters regret everything. And something within me just says, "you can do it". And I'm really ready to let this voice be heard. Ready to get out in this world, and do what I am supposed to do. I KNOW that the Lord has so much in store for me. And THANK YOU. You anonymous person, have made me realize how unattractive fame and status can be on people. No, I mean that is just your type of fame and status. Pathetic, rather.
A toast to all haters who are able to live with themselves. A toast, to those who may have been hated. We can't all be perfect, but the quicker we admit it and work with it, the better off we are. A toast to the hypocrites, to the fakes. May your life be as good as you play it up to be.
A toast to you guys, y'all are great motivation. A toast to my Mitchum(s), cause we all know there is more than one.
Cheers.
May you one day know the success you gave me!
Yours truly,
Annalee