I Am Me: A Letter To My Haters

[Disclaimer: I am not throwing myself a pity party, so please do not treat this as such.] A Letter To Those Who Don't Like Me: I do not know everything. I simply don't. I know you expect so much of me. To be smarter, to have a little more common sense, to understand all social cues. I also know you expect me to be prettier, to laugh less, to talk less. I know you don't like how I treat people. I know you don't like my smile. And I know you don't like that I have any friends at all-- especially if they may be your friends as well. I know that you may think I'm too short. I'm dramatic. I'm too goofy. And that I'm annoying as heck. I know that my simple existence bothers you. I know that everything and anything I try to do to make it better will never help. And I know that I will never please you, and that kills me. But if I'm to be real for a minute, I shouldn't care. I am training myself to try to understand why you don't like me...