Good Day Fellow Releasers!
We each have them. They tend to form around us whenever we have had enough of our old way of doing things, and decide to do things differently. What often occurs is that they take it upon themselves to take the changes we make in our lives, personally; as if we were improving upon ourselves, to somehow, get back at them. Or they see something we have acquired and become displaced because they haven’t experienced or acquired it. Excuse my language, but that’s just pure fuckery!
There are many reasons why I no longer pay anymore attention to the haters, and why they have motivated me, to let them hate.
It’s not because I have some mystical magical powers, or some off the wall super hero strength.
It’s also not because I don’t see them or hear them hating; they tend to make themselves known with their insecurities and selfish antics. So it’s hard at times to ignore them.
I’m not bitter, angry, or displaced by what anyone else thinks of how I live this life, that I am living for the first time, I remind you. So I know that I’m bound to win some, lose some, and make mistakes along the way.
The reason I don’t pay any attention to my haters is simply because they have no idea of what it took for me to get – or have - whatever it is they are hating on.
They didn’t experience the rocky road I had to take; they weren’t there through the many storms in my life; and they conveniently missed out on the days I wanted to give up on it all. They only choose to see the things that they think I should not have, and not even ask me what it took to acquire whatever it may be.
And that thing might not even be on my list of things most accomplished, nor may it be the one thing that I’m the most proud to have gotten – I don’t know… and quite frankly, I no longer care to find out.
It is their own energy being wasted on matters that aren’t even personally affecting them.
Now, don’t go thinking that I am not grateful for those that choose to see only what they want to see… I’m extremely grateful!
I’ve learned to thank and to love my haters.
You see, without them I would have no motivation to keep reaching for my dreams, to stretch my arms towards the stars; it’s through them that I learn to take the time out from living, to truly embrace the world around me and those that are for me.
Haters are just as essential to our lives as friends, family, and enemies.
This is not a “cry me a river” moment, or even one where someone has done something to cause me to write this… oh no, this is simply a notification of acknowledgement, to let them know that I am well aware of their presence, and for them not to be alarmed, that I am paying them no attention whatsoever.
So join me in telling the haters, “Hate on haters… you, my friends, are truly motivators!” Cheers! 
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I know where you are coming from. The most interesting thing I found out about my haters is that many of them never knew me. They knew my name & that I went to school with a suitcase, but that’s it! Not one of them ever tried to have a conversation with me, let alone said hello to me. They judged me before they even knew me.
Thanks for sharing your experience here, Anonymous. It’s greatly appreciated.