Explainative

Well for the record, I've subsided from *rage* to an exhausted form of sadness. It's mostly about Burger King. No no, not sad about quitting, but sad of some of the outcomes. I found out what a lot of people *really* thought of me. And it hurts. Why can't people just be honest? That's at least one thing I try to do - if I don't like you I don't like you. I'm not going to lie. But I can at least be civil. But I don't go out of my way to be nice to someone and then turn around and say the worst possible things about them. That's just mean. And it hurts. And now I'm all paranoid about everyone I know - no one being honest with me about anything. Trust issues? Hell yeah, and for damn good reasons. Which really sucks because I was in a good place to leave this bullshit behind. What the fuck ever. How fucking rude.

Also at this particular juncture, I want nothing to do with my mother's husband. I thought we had made some sort of progress the past couple of years, but I was wrong about that too. Go to hell.

So now I'm down to a few days before my grand return to school. And I'm dealing with issues I wish would have stayed the hell away a while longer. And feeling alone and betrayed. Yay. Great. I'll just be over here in this corner. Feel free to come up and kick me. Why not? I'm down.

hee

Changed my layout. Well not really. Tweaked it, changed some stuff. Now it's back to S/X.