I've finally reached the point were I know what's best for me.

I've been talked down to like a child for so long, been told that I'm wrong/opinionated. I've pretty much had to put up with a lot of shit. No more.

I used to be a right bastard a couple of years ago. Used to think I could do no wrong, well, I've grown up and those that treated me the wrong way....I've outgrown them. I've outgrown being yelled at for not knowing something they deem as "common knowledge". I've outgrown being cheated out of glory on the table top RPGs with the broken system and the blatant GMs tapering. But that doesn't mean I'll judge them as bad people. I don't hate them, I'm just angry with them and just wish they treat me like an adult for once. Some people's attitudes, I've realised, can get to me. This can set off violent mood swings.

But, the one that truly takes the piss when it comes to these geeky little things, yes, I do do geeky things, but for fun.

The one guy who I've called friend but has taken away the one thing I want: Control over myself and my world. When I say this, what I mean is nothing can be done my way, it has to be done his way.

Every time, I've tried to create a character when he's GMing, he turns it into something that I didn't. Hell, the guy even took a harden street punk of mine and turned him into a cheesy, TV friendly corporate whore.

When I GM'd he'd bring the game to a stand still if I made a simple slip up like "Your contact explains that the drug trade isn't going well for them". He'd say "No, that doesn't happen, you've got to remember that he wouldn't say that out loud."

I'm just like, who gives a shit? It's a game, use your imagination, you know what I mean?

To me it goes beyond a bad habit, it's an attitude problem at the very least.

Not only that, he slapped me in my own home for a simple grammar mistake. You do not slap a man in his own home for a fucking grammar mistake!

I once told him about my misadventures at a festival where I ended up camping with a group of near enough neo-nazi fuck heads and he said "Well, you've should have said that you don't agree with your views" YEAH AND GET ROMPER STOMPED! Real nice advice pal!

But what has really got up my nose is that he chose a woman over his friends. They got fucking married after about a year, year and a half, of knowing each other. Love is love, time might not matter here, but goddamn I'm pissed off at him. He didn't even tell anyone that he got married, yeah a quiet wedding I can respect that, but the least he could have done was send a bloody text.

It's times like these I wonder, if people can't learn respect me, then can learn to fear me. Then again, it's not like I show anybody any respect myself...I'd much rather have true enemies than false friends, because false friends never show you respect, but true enemies can't afford to show you fear.

End of line.

EDIT: After reading this myself, I think I should invest in violent video games to release my anger....Or take up boxing.