Pickle Pickle

I thought I was in one, a pickle. I was actually in two. The first one was that I heard dumb sh*t, the second one was that I actually believed it. It is one thing to sow doubt, it is another thing to let it grow like weeds. 

But what did you expect, I was surrounded by naysayers. They wanted me to lay down and I kept standing up. They wouldnt stand with me. I become an outsider. It felt like I was crawling away when I should have sprinted. 

I was a level above their bullsh*t and I kept apologizing. There was no need to. I wasnt in the right but I was with the abundance of God. 

There was nothing more that I had to say.