A big thanks goes to the following:

-The girls growing up who played mind games with me and tormented me throughout my early years.

-My aunt who abandoned my family in a time of crisis.

-All the BPD cunts that I've dealt with, young and old. Fuck all of you.

-Third wave feminist cancer and cultural marxism.

-The women who used my past against me in future arguments, and then have the audacity to wonder why I won't open up again.

-Shitty supervisors from previous jobs. You're all a bunch of roastie bitch-cunts and I wish you nothing but torment.

-All the soyboy mangina cucks and white knights. You're part of the fucking problem and I hope you enjoy getting metoo'd in the end.

Thanks for affirming my decision to go my own way. It's funny how a lot of these girls I grew up with are now coming back to me after becoming single mothers. Enjoy single motherhood you cunts. That kid will turn out to be just as fucked up as you were. I will not be your beta bucks and have to listen to your crotch spawn say, "you're not my real dad!" On the note of supervisors, there's a reason why Karen or Carroll from HR is a meme. So many bitchy roasties get into power and abuse the fuck out of it. Ever since I went my own way I've lost weight, built myself back up after being down for so long, and gained more confidence. Non serviam.