Something that needs to be said.

Dear A,

You are a terrible person.

Despite that, I don't hate you. I may not like you, or have any modicum of respect for you -- which is a shame, because I thought you were very nice when we met -- but I don't hate you. I'm not even angry at you.

I don't care what your reasons or justifications or explanations are. What you've done is inexcusable, and I can't imagine why anyone would do that -- repeatedly! -- knowing what you knew. I wouldn't wish this fate upon my worst enemy, nor would I ever wish it back upon you. In fact, I hope that you never experience what I am because no one deserves this.

I could call you all manners and sorts of names and bad words, but, contrary to the way I behave and carry myself sometimes, and even what I'd like to think, I am an adult, and I don't have to say something for it to be known. I don't have to retaliate and hurt you for no more reason than you've hurt me first.

I may not have the education or career or goals or drive(s) that you do, and you may think me ungrateful, but because of what you did, and what I spent the past few paragraphs saying, I am a better person than you will ever be.

Please keep that in mind the next time you try to comfort one of your friends.

--Venus

I would deliver this message, but the recipient would likely ignore it, even if I were to hand-deliver it (I might get laughed at, even). I can't say it to the recipient's face, either, because I'm still trying to deal. This is my only forum for expression, sad as that is. Funny, though, that I've been speaking so much the past few days. I think it is, anyway.

Also, new (retroactive) tag for all this shit because I'm sick of it cluttering up my life.