This is more personal and probably a bit more vicious than my political thinking.  So, as always, if you don’t like my opinion, so be it.  I’m not here to make friends because of my opinions, my words or my actions.  I’m typing as a means of venting my frustration.  I don’t need conflicting statistics, I don’t need to be asked about the “what if” situations, and I certainly don’t need someone telling me that MY thoughts are WRONG.  Call me a hatemonger, defriend me, judge me…at least I still have a voice and I will NOT be silenced any longer.  If you’re offended – NOT my problem.  You were warned to quit reading a few sentences back.

When did it become unacceptable to be better than someone else?  Why is it that I get bashed for knowing that I’m better than others in some areas?  I mean really – do you chose the tone def choir member to sing the solo?  No.  Do you ask the fainting kid in Anatomy class to be your lab partner?  No.  Do you request the services of a mediocre DJ for your wedding?  No, no, NO!  There was a time, where the majority of people DID strive to be the best – at sports, with money, while learning.  But, that is truly unacceptable in today’s society.  If someone doesn’t have the same opportunities as you do, it’s your responsibility to ensure that they do.  If a person doesn’t do as well for themselves as you do, it’s your responsibility to make sure they are taken care of.  It no longer matters if you’ve worked your tail off to provide yourself with luxuries.  The demanding cries of “it’s not fair” have overtaken common sense and the American Dream. 

So, recently, I was told that I was no better than a certain person.  Truth be told?  I am a better person than the one I was compared to.  AND THERE IS NO SHAME IN THAT.   So, why did I feel a twinge of guilt?  Because, in today’s bleeding heart society, everyone’s self-esteem should be equal across the board, so that nobody feels left out.  Eff that!!  That’s not what I am about!  I strive to be better!

This got me to thinking – which we all know is a dangerous situation most of the time.  It also made me quite mad that I actually SECOND GUESSED myself as a human.   I was raised in a family, with parents that told me that I could become whatever I wanted.  I was loved and provided for and cared for.  I was given opportunities because my family had a financial stability.  Guess what?  I blew all that aside as a teenager.  I made HORRIBLE decisions that haunt me still today.  They are called CONSEQUENCES.  This has become a foreign word in today’s society.  It literally makes me sick when constant excuses are given – what happened to things like “you pay, you play” and “rise above it” and my personal favorite “Get.  Over.  It..”?

There’s a saying that has gone around and I’ve even told my own children this – the main reason that someone is jealous of you is because you are what they will never be, or you have whatever they will never have.  I’m not perfect, but I have (most of) my crap together.  I do alright for myself.  I sleep at night with a clear conscious.  I believe in myself and my words.  I know what I am capable of – both good and bad – and I make my choices daily. 

I’m better than the lazy ass that collects more welfare and state aid than I make working.  I’m better than the parent who taints their children with lies.                                               I’m better than the drug dealer rollin’ in that sweet ride.                                                       I’m better than the ungrateful person that expects hand outs.                                                I’m better than the thief robbing in the night instead of working for minimum wage.            I’m better than the two faced coward that exercises his rights, but doesn’t support the military fighting for those rights.                                                                                           I’m better than the abusers of people, both old and young.                                                 I’m better than the abusers of animals.                                                                                I’m better than the blamers.                                                                                                 I’m better than the person who abuses the system.

You know why?  Because I take pride in myself.  Because I have face consequences from my own actions.  Because I don’t blame my behavior on someone else.  There is much pride in taking responsibility.   

So here’s the deal: 

If you treat your spouse like crap – whether it’s abusive and hateful or by expecting them to take care of your entire marriage – they will (and should!) leave you.

If you treat your kids like meal tickets, you will go hungry.

If you allow yourself to blame others and always play the victim, you will eventually run out of excuses.

If you only come around when you want something, doors will close.  In your face.

If you think that everyone has it better than you, do something yourself and quit your complaining.

If you think that your child replaces your ex-spouse as a beating post, an ear to bend or a best friend, you are not mature enough to be a parent.

If you create a problem, at least TRY to solve it.  Don’t push it on to someone or something else.

If you insist on being a whiny, negative ass, you will be nothing more than an entertaining train wreck.

If you think you’re entitled, think again.

Comes down to this; I AM better than some people.  Just as much as some people are better than me.  Yes, I am Christian, but I also am human.  I have major issues with laziness.  I have huge issues with entitlement.  I cannot tolerate self inflicted stupidity.

I am better than this person.  Because I pay my own way, take care of my kids, take care of my spouse, pay for my own bills, take responsibility, all while covering their ass too.  I also raise my kids with manners and respect and work ethics.  I can’t say that (or even one of these things) about them.

So, I’m sure there will be a lot of backlash on this, but to be honest, if someone is willing to not be my friend over difference of opinion, that truly is not my problem.  I’m also not posting this to hear how much of a hateful person I am or to give me some statistic that is irrelevant to me because I’ve lived it.

 I’m going to start out by laying myself out bare.  I do not want, ask, or need sympathy.  I am telling you this to prove a point.  I am a survivor.  I survived a nasty car wreck.  I survived domestic violence.  I survived the repercussions of another’s drug addiction.  I survived brain surgery.  I survived financial setbacks.  I survived single parenthood.  And I’m a better person for it. 

I have a good home, a loving husband, beautiful children, a long standing job, a bank account, vehicles, weapons, and mental peace.  Who the hell is ANYONE to tell me that my benefits – the things I worked for – aren’t things that I built?  I still have all those things, but they are really in jeopardy.  I go to work, do my job and expect my paycheck every two weeks.  Not such an outrageous thought, right?  Well, now I go to work, do my job (and about four others), expect my paycheck.  The big change?  Someone else is expecting my paycheck too!  And they’re ENTITLED to to it because the government SAYS so.  Screw.  That.

I am a registered voter.  I am not registered as either Democrat or Republican.  I believe that two people that are in love and ready to make a commitment should be able to marry – regardless of genitalia.  I believe in the right to bear arms and protect myself.  I believe a woman’s body is hers and hers alone until SHE decides who can share it with her.  I believe in my military – the ones who protect me, who die for me, and allow me to write stuff like this.  So, you see…I’m not, as many like to call it – left or right.  I’m a realist.  There is no such thing as a perfect world.  However – there IS such a thing as an eff-ed up world…and we are the biggest country there!

 I voted for Obama in 2008.  I was ready for a shake up in Washington.  I was ready for a better tomorrow.  I was giving my kids a brighter future.  Boy, did I screw up.  Four years later, I make a little more money and see less in my bank account.  I worry about my job status because how long will my company really keep me on as full time and still afford healthcare?  I am scared for my children’s futures.  And the man was re-elected.  But not by me.

I am SO entirely sick of people saying that the rich people hate the poor.  This is misconstrued information, at best.  Say it like it is – people are sick of paying for others!  Period!  I am disgusted with people saying that if you voted for Romney, it was only because you hated the President.  I am outraged that people are OK with taking away the 2^nd Amendment.  It is MY right as an American to bear arms.  Does the government really think if they take away a law abiding citizen’s rights, that the criminals will follow suit?

 And my biggest pet peeve from this election – people suggesting that I think less of myself as a woman if I voted against Obama.  Seriously?  I am first and foremost an AMERICAN.  Here’s my opinion – you, your neighbor, the all-knowing doctors, and the government have NO say on what I do with my body.  However, this really SHOULDN’T be a government decision.  I’ve been a worker under the Obama administration for four years now – and guess what?  I’m struggling more NOW than I was four years ago.  Better pay at the workplace, my ass!

The mere fact that this President knowingly leaves Americans like sitting ducks (is inexcusable.  I want someone who upholds the constitution, not bends it.  I want someone who believes in what this country was founded on – not in his own selfish beliefs.  I want someone that respects our flag…our flag that SO many have died for.  I want someone who knows that being the President isn’t about making friends and being a celebrity.  Do I think Romney was the answer?  Not necessarily.  But the current administration has done nothing but fail ME.  I want someone, anyone, other than Barack Hussein Obama.