It is funny how people seem to have you figured out. They put you in boxes and judge you for no reason. They seem to know your person and apparently know how you think and feel at different times. They start up silly rumors about you, drag your name in the mud, make a mockery of your person. It can be horrible. But the beautiful thing is, everyone can think whatever they want to think. I can be misunderstood for all I care. I am happy and very thankful that God gets me. That is all that matters. People can think anything. God is my witness and judge over my life. He is the only one who gets me.