OH, F*** YES, MY PEOPLE! I’m the last confessor who was talking about my temper and standing up against my neighborhood who is trying to f*** over one of our neighbors. Anyway..OH F*** YES, MY PEOPLE! The post was deleted! Jazz hands, jazz hands. I feel so much better about everything. No more opportunities for me to lose my temper, because I was like the only one saying anything against the mob. Yikes, I hope they don’t call me out and say I did it, because I did report it. Anxiety can’t let me have anything, can it? Oh well, I did what I had to do. They posted his address and I’m not going to stand by and let something happen. If they call me out next in a post..idk..because I don’t know if the original poster deleted it or if it was a mod response to my report. Whatevs, time to sack or ovary up and prepare myself for a defense. I’m sure they won’t, because I was pretty civil. But…people can be assholes. I’m ready, though. Despite all of my anxiety, I am ready for action, because I did the moral thing, so if s*** gets sour at least I can rest on knowing I did what is right which was prevent a f****** mob from ruining a man and his family.
