Dear Diary,
I found out amutual aquitance I have known from the community in which I live died on New Years. The few and only times we talked all she did is belittle me and yell at me. Then when I spoke she always said she would have to hang up on me because I was yelling and I never was.
She only did this because on those occasions I desperately needed her help, and she works at an association that is SUPPOSED to provide that. The place is a complete sham. They dont provide much help in the community at all. All they do is take government money, pay salaries, and have meetings. They do promote awareness of their primary goal: the homeless situation solved in Cleveland, Ohio.
I really dont feel all that bad she died. I do feel negatively (around sad) that she lost her life but I never found her to be a good person. She looked down on me and I have never done anything to be looked down on. To her I am one of, "You people."
The first time a friend of mine referred to me in this way, "you people," I cried. It was because I realized that everyone in life does and is as has the capacity to be a complete and total asshole. Just because I was homeless DOES NOT mean, in any way, that I was a bad person. In fact, I do a lot in life that most normal people never do, good acts and good works and deeds.
Regardless of her shitty attitude, bad work ethic, treatment of the homeless like crap, and the ability she had to run a "sham" organiztion and work for one that does not provide any real change I hope she is resting in peace. However, I doubt it is in heaven byt then, who does ever know the will of God? Maybe he has more empathy for shitty phonies than I do?