Well, well, well. I've not blogged here since November. I apologize. But from the looks of things, no one has really missed me too much.

I came here today though for a different reason. I find that lately I have to stifle myself and not be me. For all my bravado in telling my husband that I don't care what other people think of me, deep down I think I do care. I find myself censoring my words on facebook and keeping my personal thoughts to myself. I'm not sure if it's because I'm worried that my friends and family will think less of me, but more that they won't love me anymore because of what I think/feel/say about certain topics.

I'm running into a lot of hatred lately. I saw a bumper sticker a couple of weeks ago that really bothered me.

"Don't blame me, I voted for the white guy."

I'm perfectly okay with someone not liking President Barack because they don't like his politics or care for how he is running the country. I'm NOT okay with someone not liking him because he's black. That's racist and it's WRONG.

I'm tired of seeing women bashing other women. I want so badly to step in and tell these women that they need to stop. There's no need for it. In the end, does anyone really win? Do you really feel better when you put another woman down?

The high school behavior really bothers me. The snarkiness, the hurtful comments, everything just bother's me. I feel very lucky that I've not run into it myself because I don't know how I would react. Would I confront the person? Or would I just hide my feelings and then cry in the privacy of my own home wondering what I did to offend this person. Would I blame myself or am I strong enough to know that it's not my fault that other women feel the need to make themselves feel better by belittling others?

Here's something for you think about when you're being mean to someone, what did this person do to deserve my ire? Am I just jealous of something they project?