Endings
Originally written 28-September 2008
It’s good that I’m good at ending relationships. Maybe I should count that as one of my special skills.
I really didn’t need that particular person in my life. I was getting nothing out of it — it was primarily one-sided, benefiting only him. He contacted me on his time, making me listen to his whining; but if/when I needed a friend, he wasn’t available. That’s utter bullshit. If there’s anything I’m big on, it’s fairness. It’s not fair that I’m getting the short end of the stick. I felt it’s better to cut off the parasite before it contaminated me even further.
June 23rd, 2009 21:11
Fairness would mean applying the same standards you place on other people and use them to judge yourself. But it seems that as long as you can get away with bad behavior, and people allow you to get away with it, then you don’t have to change or be sorry.
So what does a non-communicative, unapologetic, jealous, insecure, self-professed bitch like you know about fairness?
And before you complain about me picking on poor Anna and needing your knight-in-shining-armor to help you feel justified and forgiven for your own repeated bullshit, here’s some advice: don’t dish what you can’t take.
If you ever want to stop claiming to have amnesia and actually resolve things like you should’ve done from the beginning, then feel free shoot me an e-mail. All I ever wanted was an explanation out of you. And after the way you talked to me, you wouldn’t even give me that. And now you write about believing in your own sense of fairness. That was enough to get me riled up again.
(Sorry for dropping in like this, and feel free to delete, but what can you expect when you post your hypocritical whining on a public blog? You should stick to your animanga cat lady persona, your silence, or LJ.)