DON'T TREAD ON ME

Dear People Treading On Me / Occupying my Thoughts / Taking up my Dream Space,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE STOP.

I try, very hard, or maybe I should very hardly, to be a good person. I really do. Please stop laughing! I hold doors for people (if my hands aren't full obvi...if they ARE full how am I supposed to hold a door for someone else? I can barely get through MYSELF).

I smile at people if they look sad / are old / a child.

I am a socially acceptable tipper.

I sort my recycling (unlike Jamie who throws MAGAZINES away and then makes Shane lie for her to our landlady...hehe jk jk. I mean, not jk about that happening...because it did...but mostly jk for calling them out. <3>

I try to be compassionate and listen to what my loved ones tell me...and sympathize with what they're going through. When they tell me via gchat that they don't know what to eat for lunch I am there, reaching through the computer screen, to hold their hands. When my loved ones aren't sure what do with their lives I am there, alongside them, looking at jobs on craig's list and editing resumes (I really DO that, ok?).

And what about moving? I've helped a few of you move into new apartments...even though I bruise like a PEACH and am not good at carrying things (small hands). I reason that I would like a friend who would help me move if I asked them...so I will BE that friend to my friends...I will be the change I wish to see in the world...bla bla etc etc.

Not to mention, the phone calls, and e-mails, and texts, and tweets, and gchat statuses and facebook statuses that I've dedicated to people I love. I LOVE YOU so why shouldn't I share that with everyone? Why not brighten your day if I can in some small way? WHY NOT?

This all being said, I would like to make a small request to people that have been treading on me lately (I would mention you by name but passive aggression is my forte AND I don't want to): STOP IT! GOD! I don't want you to dump on me anymore. I don't want you to accuse me of things I'm not doing. I don't want you to project your guilt on me and try to make me feel bad for things you did. F THAT.


I mean, in addition to the stuff listed above, I engage in some slight douchiness. I can't help it, ok? I am a human being and sometimes I fall off the wagon. BUT, I apologize when I feel I've been wrong and I own up to what I've done. Why can't you, treader-onners, do that, too?

And furthermore, why do you feel the need to bring me down with you? Let me into that Titanic lifeboat! Just because you're sinking doesn't mean I have to! Lest the people who I know who are reading this get all paranoid and think this is JUST about them, it's not.

People who I don't even know mess with me, too. Stealing my seat on the subway. Cutting me in line for lunch. Elbowing me on the street. WHY? What did I ever do to you?

Oh...well...you have a point there. But besides that, what did I do to you? Oh god. I forgot about THAT. SHIT. Well, just leave me alone ok?! GET OUT OF MY HEAD. It's not bad enough that we have less than pleasant encounters but then I steam about what went down. It's like it never ends!


(Did we realize there were three of these movies?)

DON'T TREAD ON ME. I am TRYING my VERY BEST to be GOOD and do WELL and LIVE LA VIDA LOCA. I AM A NICE PERSON. When you sass me and give me crap it makes it harder to rock and be awesome.

Sincerely, Beck E.

P.S. To a certain someone, the fact that you keep creeping into my dreams is unwarranted. I mean, I wouldn't put you there if I had a choice. I believe, therefore, that you are doing some type of witchcraft (and not the cool 'Harry Potter' kind) to haunt me while I try to rest my little head. OK. My head is big. But shutup.