I am not trying to sound pompous but I don't remember the last person I may have insulted. And if I did insult someone, it was probably unintended on my part. (I would probably worry too much afterwards if I intentionally insulted someone. Well, right to their face, that is. Insults to others that I keep in my mind? Probably happens more often than I may realize.)
For love of God. I am doing it for love of God. I want this to be a meaningful life devoted to the only reason I am here. To discover why. I know there is God. I want to honor Him as I see Him and I cannot do that if I keep my favorite pass time.
So, because I cannot in good conscience, hurt someone intentionally, I cannot exercise my gift of being maybe the most horrible person to ever piss off. I can go for the jugular like no one I have ever met.
I make you want to kill me dead. I am that bad. And I don't shout or do anything but just tell you exactly what I see about you. I won't ever do that again. I promise.
That part of me is dying and almost dead. Almost. And then there is Donald Trump. I cannot overcome that obstacle. But he cannot hear me. The truth is if he could? I would still do it.