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Blood Dragon

I don't know if it makes you feel any better...

But I think you did the right thing, here.

You should probably give her the benefit of the doubt regarding her not knowing how you felt...
Until such a time as the fact that it's utter bullshit is a suitable topic for conversation. I find it hard to believe she didn't know how you felt about it.


She is definitely wrapped up in her own stuff right now. So, yes, I'm just going to leave it for now.

I set my boundary, and she is agreeing to it, and that's the best I could hope for right now.


Oh, and she doesn't actually know that this blog exists right now. In most cases, I've tried to give her the edited highlights of my feelings, to protect her. Because that's what I have to do right now.


And, just to round out my comments . . .

*I* didn't know I was going to react *this* badly to the situation. I knew I wasn't going to be happy about it. I didn't know I was going to be a wreck.

So, since I didn't know, it's hardly fair for her to know. Particularly since I didn't tell her. Because I didn't know myself.

Have I belabored this enough? Yes. Next crisis, please.

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