There are many places in the world you expect to find hateful people. You can walk into a supermarket and have the select few that give you the
and the checkers that throw your groceries around. You can go to a bar or club and have those haters looking at you like you think you're all that, even if you don't. You can go to a park with your own kids and have some people there look at you like you don't belong, even though you're just as much a mom or dad as they are. No matter where you go, there always seems to be far too many people judging you in such a negative way.
It took me quite some time, but I finally stopped letting it bother me so much with strangers. I mostly don't care what people think, but few people's opinions do make me feel a bit uncomfortable. Almost naked, really. I've accepted that many women are going to hate in my direction for whatever their self-conscious reason of themselves are, and accepted that some men will stare a little longer then they should, finding a reason to pass me several times as long as I'm there. What I can't accept is the belief or the feeling that there is hate, jealousy or envy coming my way from anyone who is related to me. That's a little harder for me to swallow. I have raised my children to believe that it's okay to steer clear of those who are bad for you, or pull away from them whether or not they are family. I have tried to explain to them that though you should love your family, you also don't need to welcome them around, if they have set out to cause you harm in any way. I've even told them that though they are my children, and I will always love them, not to take me for granted or advantage of my love by doing me wrong. There is always a best way to handle a situation and the only way to get there is to communicate without hate in your heart.
It's unfortunate how many people I have met that have had to let go of their own family, even some, their own children. Truth is, if it is necessary, that's just what we must do. I only hope that the day never comes that I ever have to make such a decision. If you have ever found yourself having to do it yourself, I do sympathize for you. I know that sometimes that can be hard. At the same time, I also know that it can be easy. It just depends on the situation and the feelings you have for that person. I wish you all well in your lives and peace in your hearts. Happiness will surely exist as long as we have the love from anyone who truly cares for us...