I'd like to make this clear. I'm not a little girl, nor an insane freak you can fuck around with whenever you like. I'm what amounts to a scribe, not some broken little toy. You aren't going to find me and play with me until you get bored. I'm not going to stop what I'm doing just because you say a mean thing, or think I'm something I'm not. It doesn't work that fucking way. I might get along with His children all damn day long and that's fine. I don't mind talking to Runners or Fighters or Proxies or what the fuck ever. None of this gives my followers, or anyone else for that matter, permission to come and try to mindfuck me or hurt me.
If that's all you're here to do, you can get over yourselves. You aren't that goddamn important. You are just as low on the totem pole as I am. Any moment you could die or be exchanged for "a newer model." Everything we do is just to make our lives extend that much longer. Maybe it's even for those we care about. It doesn't matter in the end. We are all going to die. What I write is intended to help people. Not be your gossip rag or something to use to get inside my head. I'm not putting up with this goddamn bullshit anymore. Either be civil and treat me like a human being or get the fuck out.
I have said it so many times, I should put it in the blog description. I don't care who you are or what side you are on. I just want respect. I ultimately would like to stay friendly with anyone I can. I'm trying so hard not to judge anyone, but it seems like that's all that's happening to me now. I don't know how to fix the situation besides to enforce a new rule: treat me with the golden rule, or I simply won't acknowledge what you say or do. I don't want to fight. I don't want to be raped, or hurt, or kidnapped, or have some insane person following me just to find that opportunity.
For anyone that wasn't around for the comment war, I'm sorry for this. I really am. You can probably just ignore it and go on with whatever you were doing. I have to do something, or else I'm going to wind up being a supernatural doormat. I really, really don't want to wind up that way.