Just something I need to get out.
Feb. 12th, 2005 03:53 pmPiss off, David. Really. Piss off.
WTF? Seriously, WTF?
He got about 7 flavors of holy rolling hell, and I got a migraine that made me want to rip my own eyes out to relieve the pressure. I didn't/don't want to get any more involved in this because I was/am not going to side with either of my friends and that if I support/ed one I edged into the land of picking sides. I don't want to do that. I love both of them, but I feel like neither of them are communicating well, and that they need to work on this.
You'd think he could at least respect my reason even if he didn't like my answer. But no.
So I say: piss off.
(And I mean that in the best of all possible ways. This is like a snag on panyhose for me: annoing but not something I will dwell on, provided we can let this rest with the above reasons for my disinvolvment.)
I don't like being IMed just to be yelled at about what I am and am not doing right. If you want to talk, talk, for God's sake. Don't yell at me, try to guilt-trip me, try to draw me out into conversations I obviously don't want to have.
Better yet, CALL ME, because on the phone I at least have the advantage of tone and other vocal cues, which is ever so helpful. It's not like I'm hard to get a hold of.
Thank you for your understanding and cooperation.
I'm resuming my Taoism homework now.
WTF? Seriously, WTF?
He got about 7 flavors of holy rolling hell, and I got a migraine that made me want to rip my own eyes out to relieve the pressure. I didn't/don't want to get any more involved in this because I was/am not going to side with either of my friends and that if I support/ed one I edged into the land of picking sides. I don't want to do that. I love both of them, but I feel like neither of them are communicating well, and that they need to work on this.
You'd think he could at least respect my reason even if he didn't like my answer. But no.
So I say: piss off.
(And I mean that in the best of all possible ways. This is like a snag on panyhose for me: annoing but not something I will dwell on, provided we can let this rest with the above reasons for my disinvolvment.)
I don't like being IMed just to be yelled at about what I am and am not doing right. If you want to talk, talk, for God's sake. Don't yell at me, try to guilt-trip me, try to draw me out into conversations I obviously don't want to have.
Better yet, CALL ME, because on the phone I at least have the advantage of tone and other vocal cues, which is ever so helpful. It's not like I'm hard to get a hold of.
Thank you for your understanding and cooperation.
I'm resuming my Taoism homework now.
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Date: 2005-02-12 03:18 pm (UTC)That said, I don't feel like I have friends anymore, and it's just about killing me.
...
If it's not too much getting in the middle, can I at least have your address so I can forward Jenny her mail? No one will get back to me on that at all, so I guess I might as well just do it.
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Date: 2005-02-12 03:31 pm (UTC)I still love you, Angela, and I always will. I don't want anyone to feel hurt, and I don't like it when people agrue or disagree or can't get their shit together...I want everyone to be happy and get along. I know this isn't possible, but...
And I'm really frustrated with everyone 'cause no one is talking, and when they are talking, things don't go right cause things get glossed over or ignored or played down and everyone's walking on eggshells and I don't think that's helpful right now.
But that's all I'm gonna say about that.
I do love you, and that's the main upshot of this. I want things to work out the best for you, and I do want you to be happy. It sounds like things are hard and I'm wondering if you are OK or if you need help other than knowing that I would never just abandon you to the tender mercies of an obviously cruel world. (I'd send you some Zoloft, but I don't even have enough for me. ^_^) If I were there, I'd give you a hug and never let go.
<3 <3 <3 @#---\---
It's not that I don't care; sometimes I just care too much, and everyone seems to be having problems of some variety or another. I feel like I'm the last soldier in the sanity tent. Man, that sucks, by the way.
The address here is:
2617 3rd Ave. S. #4
Minneapolis, MN 55408
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Date: 2005-02-12 04:02 pm (UTC)So I'll just shut up.
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Date: 2005-02-12 04:06 pm (UTC)Or, call me.
Or, IM me.
Or, pick another way.
It's not that I'm hard to get ahold of.
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Date: 2005-02-13 08:47 am (UTC)