Rant.

I allow the perception of having been disrespected to anger me.

I wish I didn't, but as it is, I see this: people scr*wing me over, then getting to walk away having 'got the last word', too.

'...get on with our lives' - from an e-mail sent to me via one person's account, someone I was willing to speak very briefly with, but actually, once already read, found to be from someone else to whom I'd made it CRYSTAL CLEAR (or so I thought) that she should not even contact me ever again.

To me right now that e-mail = 'I came, I saw, I used, I discarded (the friendship). Byeeeee, SUCKER!'

And the only thing I can do is sit here and feel the loss again after this reminder, the pain of ever having had to deal with their SH*T, all the time wasted, and vow NEVER to let them near me AGAIN in any way. This or any other life.

'Acceptance' of what happened = FEEL THE HURT. FEELITFEELITFEELIT FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL IT.

Well EXCUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSE ME for being less than thrilled about it.

Yeah, yeah, sure; I know to stay away from that person/people now. DUHHHH.

After HOW many months of Angst that it took me to 'accept' it?

You know what I 'learned' from this? That I refuse to see the 'writing on the wall' for ages.... that I cling the most to the people who are ultimately bad for me...

...that I got hurt from a scuttled friendship... because I was a Fool.

Yeah, Sure. I'm through.

Until the next G*DAMMNED LEARNING EXPERIENCE.

Gee; who or what will it be next time?

You know, it's so Fun to have something to look forward to...!!!