I feel much better now. I'm still a bit pissed that my friends don't see the big fleshy deal over what he did. Probably because they're not on the receiving end. One even gave me a "I don't know..." answer. What do you not know? The backstabbing part? The jackass part? Or everything? Damn it. I won't say I'm whole and healed. I've still got some unresolved issues. It's hard for me to get over things like that. Backstabbing is something I can't take lightly. I know it happens often and in the real world it's going to happen lots more times but I still feel upset.
I mean, someone comes up and talks to you about his freaking hobbies and goddamn hopes and dreams for the bright and sunshiny future? How are you going to defend against that? How do these people live their lives? How do they sleep at night?
Seems like I've not really gotten over it. Everytime I think about this thing, I just flare up. Even though I don't feel that upset with myself anymore. It's more like repressed anger towards the jackass. Can't wait to see those jackasses get what they deserve. What goes around, comes around.
Maybe there's really no fixing me. I'm a lemon. But as Raymond said, everything stems from one's willpower. Anything can happen. Who knows? At some point in the distant future, I'll finally be whole and healed.
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