I am so ____ing pissed right now.

I would attempt to write an entry tonight to tactfully put how angry I am.  But I don’t think it would do any good.  No matter what I say, I’d be wrong.

“I normally respect what you say, but right now, you’re just trying to [fill in the blank]”

“I know what you’re trying to say in what you’ve said, and it’s wrong.”

“You should really bend over for everyone everytime you have an idea that is unpopular, even if you believe you’re right.”

“You need to be more tolerant of people…it’s your job to be a stomping mat for the atheist because you have faith.”

“You just said something other than what you believe to be true, to upset people.”

You know what, people?  Forget all of you.  Seriously.  You think you know so much about me and what I think and what I should do.  You pick the pieces you choose out of what I say that bang up against your pet ideologies, and you blame me for your contradictions.  I’m not going to be the scapegoat anymore. I’m not. 

The saying I often make about mediators is still true:  “After a battle, the only difference between the dead warriors and the dead mediators, is that the mediators will be shot twice–once on each side.”

I say I don’t understand and that I’m ignorant. I get lambasted for it.

I say I don’t claim to have extensive knowledge about groups of people of which I’m not a part.  Then people who aren’t a part of my groups bash me out of their extensive store of knowledge about me and my life.

I speak what I believe, and people accuse me of lying to them.

I’m going to stop now, before I say something I’ll regret. 

Un-freaking-believable.  I’m in shock.  Absolutely in shock.  And I’ve had enough.