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My Life Thus Far
2005-11-30 03:22:20 (UTC)

Self-Righteous Do-Gooders

I don't mean to sound rude, but they really rub me the
wrong way. People who think EVERYONE should be indebted to
doctors, police, firemen, etc (the way I see it, no one
asked them to do such occupations, they chose to)or we
should all spend every free moment volunteering for some
worthy cause. I simply don't agree. I think it's a
fundamentally personal decision, not a requirement to be
considered a noble person.

There's a person I use to exchange e-mail with, but for
one reason or another (I don't really know why) we don't
communicate anymore. It's just as well. I felt more like
her research specimen than her friend. She seemed like
such a sweet person, but every once in awhile she'd drop a
morality bomb that would leave me wounded. Not necessarily
to me, but as an opinion in her own diary (I know, I'm the
first one advocating freedom of speech in diaries, but it
still stings to hear a negative comment hit close to
home). She's always busier than everyone else, more
hardworking than everyone else, more EVERYTHING than
anyone else. I may not tout my own charitable
contributions, but I do have a few. Just for the record,
let me list all of my philantropic do-goodings:

*I save the pink lids from my Yoplait yogurt containers
and donate them to the Susan G. Koman foundation for
breast cancer research.

*I donate money to the following foundations quarterly:
~American Lung Association (lung diseases)
~Disabled American Veterans (self explanitory)
~Cystic Fibrosis (also self explanitory)
~March of Dimes (premature babies)
~and Easter Seals (kids and adults with disabilities)

*I donated money to hurricaine Katrina victims (the Red
Cross) twice.

*I bought one of those Lance Armstrongish rubber bracelets
from the Avon Foundation for domestic violence, but that
was on this particular person's behalf, not my own. I knew
it was an important cause to her and I thought she'd like
to have it.

*I do a plethora of other humanitarian exploits on a daily
basis that don't warrant mention, but I will since I'm on
a role touting my own charitable contributions and all:
~I let people in front of me in heavy traffic
~I hold open doors for people with full hands
~I say please and thank you
~I offer to slap the sense into people who need it
~I don't lie to save people's feelings

So you see, I'm a good person, too. I just don't feel the
need to make those who don't do or feel the same about
helping humanity feel less-than. I also value my time too
much to spend it doing nice things for people that really
don't give a shit. Call me jaded, call me a bitch. I don't
care. I haven't had too many strangers do nice things for
me. I haven't had too many family members do nice things
for me while we're on the subject. Quite often I've been
overlooked when in need and looked over when I try to
help. I think the best way to help a doctor, policeman or
firefighter is to not require their services, not baking
them cookies (they probably worry about arsenic or cyanide
poisoning far too much to enjoy them, anyway).

Well, that's enough on that topic. If she was my friend
I've probably completly alienated her by now, but I'm okay
with that. The subliminal back-stabbing was getting to be
too much and I'm not one for beating around the bush. I've
been hurt enough in my life, I don't need any more reasons
to feel inferior or insignificant. I got that covered on
my own. I may be a lowly housewife, but I've got a life
just as worthy as yours.

Wow, you have no idea how long that's been seething inside
me! I know it mostly stems from my own feelings of
inadequacy, but it feels good letting it out all the same.
Even if it's at the expense of another. Sorry, I guess.
Well, not really. People should be aware of the affect
they have on others and although I don't have the
wherewithal to tell her in person, there's a good chance
she'll read this and then she'll know. I'm already aware
of how I'm percieved by others...A stuck-up bitch, who
loves to shop and cares greatly about her appearance,
mostly because I am. And I'm okay with that, too. I don't
hurt anyone in the process. And that's all that really
matters...Ciao.




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