Doesn't matter.

I'm addicted. To speaking my mind. Which is all right. Because I have nothing to hide. I'm not ashamed of any of my thoughts. My reflections. Furthermore, my thoughts aren't meant to be hurtful. Of course, some people may feel hurt. By what I have to say. Can't do much about that. Because not everyone is thick-skinned. Like me. There was an adage. Oft repeated. When I was growing up. Sticks and stones can break my body.  But names can never hurt me. Because I'm resilient. Mentally and emotionally. Doesn't bother me if I'm called derogatory names. After all, I'm a nice guy. And know it.  That's good enough for me.  Doesn't matter what uninformed people think. --Jim Broede