Let's get a few things straight

Ok first I need to apologize...i am writing this from my phone currently holding my sleeping child so there may be some grammatical errors. Hopefully you can find it in your hearts to look past them. On to the main post now.
So I am just done with stupid people. Everyday I am coming into contact with these people who for the life of me I can't figure out how they made it to adulthood without harming themselves in any shape. People do and say stupid shit everyday and don't get me wrong I've said and done some stupid shit but I've learned from my stupid shit mistakes so it baffles me that grown ass adults...some who are older than me...saying shit like what do you know about heartache.....or when I'm trying to help someone get out of a shitty situation and they keep making the same mistakes over and over. Like I'm running on empty. My empathy will never dry up but my patience will. I am just so tired of being emotionally available for people who can't take 2 seconds out of their <insrrt sarcasm> busy day to just see how I'm doing. Nope instead I run myself to the brink of exhaustion making sure everyone else is taken care of only to turn around and see fewer and fewer people in my corner. But you know what that's ok. For my sanity i need it to be ok.
   I am also running into a lot of fake people. Like why do you feel the need to lie to me. There is a very short list of things that will make me dislike you. 1. Stealing my food and 2  lying to my face. It's even worse if the lie is meaningless. Like some people truly believe that i am stupid but I can see through the bullshit. Yes I realize I am being very vague. This is because I don't need the people who upset me bring dragged into a blog post. I am not about attacking anyone by naming them. But I need to vent lol sorry.
I think I might be a little extra salty lately because jerry's birthday just passed and our wedding anniversary is in like 2 weeks. Also certain people who like the pretend I don't exist every other time of the year, all of the sudden want to talk to me when it comes to jerry's birthday or anniversary of his death. It's only then do they ask me how I am doing. I have run into them in public and they have literally turned around and walked away pretending they didn't see me. But when it makes them look good then it's ok to talk to me. Oh well sorry about the shit post. My anxiety is high and patience is thin. I  will write more when I've washed some of this salt off me ✌