Dear Haters,

Well, it seems that you don't like me. Honestly, I don't care for your feelings if you and I have never met because it's obvious that you take things at face value. If you and I have met, I wish you would have the decency to tell it to my face. I'm all for living in a world where everyone told it like it is. It gets old when I start talking and I am met with rolled eyes.

There are some situations that I may have caused, but none of us are perfect. If you think you're perfect then I feel sorry for you. It would seem that any happiness is met with contempt and boredom. We all go through days that make us seem immature and sometimes we don't know how to behave around people. Bit it's good to know that I'm an ant beneath your flip-flop.

There are days where we'll have anxiety attacks for everyone to see and other days where they are small enough to be handled with a fidget toy. No one deserves to cry in front of a higher up from an anxiety attack and have no one believe you that it actually happened. No one deserves to be ignored if they are trying to have fun and no one deserves to be disrespected.

I find it hilarious that most of you who don't like me very much, still want to smile to my face. If there wasn't any disrespect than I wouldn't be writing this letter, but here I am on my laptop. There are days where I look at my life and think that I should run away, but to look at all of y'all's faces every day gives me the pump to smile in your faces.

I can't forget those who have supported me and then turned their back on me because of rumors. I am especially thankful for those who watched it escalate and still sided with the person bullying me. I'm glad that you all have taught me about who is real and who is not.

Thank you for teaching me that I can't trust on smiles alone. I will give it to you all that you have taught me tough lessons, but that means I can go on with my bad self. This year I've become the strongest person and the most independent I have ever been.Thank you for showing that not all of us have left high school, and could go as far back as middle school.

No one deserves to have their happiness smashed over a misunderstood choice, but no matter, no one tries to understand something that is unusual. I can truly never thank all of you enough for giving me a thicker skin and a sense of direction, which is the opposite of yours.

One last thing, watch the negative energy spreading around because hate spreads like branches on a tree.

Love,

Elizabeth