Do I look like an ATM?!

I am sick and freaking tired of this new "Donate to Me" trend that lots of authors have adopted!

Advocate + Author + Hard Working Mother + Entrepreneur + Independent + Full Blooded Latina

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DON'T ASK ME FOR A FUCKING HAND OUT!

So, for the second time this week, some random author has approached me and asked me to "donate" to their cause. One said something along the lines of needing to fund his next book, the other something about trying to raise money for cancer awareness.

I have 2 things to say about that:

Has fellow number one ever hear of CREATE SPACE?!

Does fellow number two realize the this world can't be anymore aware of cancer?!

Look, I'm not trying to be mean. I'm just being real. This has become a ridiculous trend and it only feeds into the myth that well known authors have money coming out of their asses. Look dude, I'm just as poor as you, IF NOT MORE! Yet, you don't see me running around asking for handouts, and expecting others to fund my work.

On the contrary, I work my ass of each and every day TO MAKE MONEY! And guess what? There isn't much making of said money!

Shit! Just because I do this, that and the third, that makes me JK-fucking-Rowling! Hello! How about, hell no!

I find this lame and lazy. I mean, there are so many platforms out there to get you published, and/or create awareness of something that does not involve taking money from people that are probably struggling more than you.

Because I'm American, that means that I'm laying my head on a goose-down pillow every freaking night, and eating filet-fucking-mignon every damn day?! Do you realize that most of us American's are struggling more than most people care to acknowledge? That being said, I have a hard time coming up with enough money every month just to keep my internet going. So, do I really look like I have all that extra money to throw around?

If there is anything that I've learned it's that hard work can and will pay, so why do some of these people want hand outs? Simple, because they are lazy. If you do research you will find that there is a surplus of resources out there that can help you make your book dream come true. All you have to do, is look. But, noooooo. They see a person like me who has several publications under her belt, a small company, and some random yet beneficial project in the works, and automatically I must smell like cash.

Look dudes, alls I'm saying is ...

No, I don't have the money to donate to your cause! So, stop asking!

Journal Entry: That #WTF moment

So, I'm convinced that I MUST have a face that says "Hello Cyber bullies! This is welcome territory. Come one, come all and bully me away."



Yet, whilst my face may say that, the truth is that my mind is saying "Bitch PLEASE! You got the WROOONG ONE!"



And, it's happening more and more lately.

Anyone who knows me, knows that I don't take kindly to being called a liar, among other things. As the matter of fact, I have a high degree of disdain for liars. So, being called one adds to my angst. I've come to the conclusion that people that call one a liar, is because THEY are one, so they are trying to make you feel as though you are the culprit when in actuality it's them.

But, that's besides the point. The point is that I think I've had just about as much as I can take with Cyber Bullies for a couple of reasons.

1. In my opinion, they only do these things because for some crooked reason they believe they can get away with it.


2. They are cowards, because they know that if they approached me in the street the way that they do online, shit is going down! Hey, I may be an intellectual, but I'm from a rough upbringing. #justsaying

So, as of late, the trend has become, that when I speak my mind via Social Media sites or otherwise, and people don't like what I have to say, they instantly want to start bullying me.

Just FYI:

Just because I might have a friendly face--in any other occasion I am friendly--does not by any means mean that I'm going to sit here and tolerate your BS. It ain't happenin' buddy.

It's getting to the point where I just want to totally disconnect from Social Media and the like altogether.

Here is something that happened today--this doesn't include something that happened last Friday which I will talk about later this week.

This is one of those, "It's easier to show you rather than tell you." situations.

(Read from left to right, top to bottom.)

I mean, are you for fucking serious?! Hell no! This made me irate. If I could reach out and slap a bitch, I would have. Anyone that knows me knows that if I said I did something, then I did it. Same applies if I say that I'm gonna do something. Plus, now apparently its wrong to express your opinion and thoughts on things. Get the fuck outta here.

Enough is enough. I've tried every "civil" tactic that I can think of to deal with these people. I tried ignoring them, reporting them, avoiding them altogether. That's it! "Nice Jazz" has left the building. Hence forth, these low-life pieces of shit are gonna get what they got coming to 'em. #justsaying

If they get offended, it's on them.

I'm out. Peace!