I’m No Good, and Doggone it, People Hate Me

I spent  years thinking something was wrong with me because it seemed that so many people just hated my guts. Seriously. I've had horrible enemies for as long as I can recall and few friends. The friends I had usually ended up turning. So, I got this idea that eventually people would recognize that something… Continue reading I’m No Good, and Doggone it, People Hate Me