For those of you that read this morning's post - the pity party is over (although I do sincerely appreciate your kind words of advice and support). For those who missed it - never mind. It isn't worth spending the time wondering about.
You know what? It's becoming clearer all the time. I'd rather just skip the bullshit. The last thing any of us needs is any more of this fucking high-school drama and I don't care to tolerate any more of it. I can hear the e-mails and IM's a flyin'. Better watch who you send them to, someone might forward them to me - OOPS, maybe someone already has! You never know when a knife will lodge in your spine. But really, you have nothing better to talk about? Jeez, how sad. I'm glad I've provided such interesting fodder for you but it's time to grow up and move on.
The betrayal hurt, sure. I feel pretty foolish for not seeing things how they really are before. However, I refuse to empower anyone by letting them think that I continue to suffer because that's not the case. True colors are showing all over the place and they look like various shades of shit to me. It's refreshing to see things in a clearer light.
This blog is not a horrible car accident that you keep driving past to get another look at the carnage. Nothing to see here...move along, people. I am.