The Name of the Game : SORDID TOXICITY

Oooh. I’ve been there. Right on the end of the haters’ hatred.

It stings.

And when you point out that your latest “hate” mate is hateful…IT STINKS.

Sordid.

Toxicity.

A War of Attrition in which no one wins but the HATERS will claim Victory when you leave them to their own slimy devices.

Chuck the Need to One-Up every single person in your life.

Then…Joy and Peace will enter :o)

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