
I was informed today that a friend of mine has been reading my journal and making jokes of it to his circle of friends.
What makes this such a betrayal is he's an LJ'er who refused to post his real thoughts for fear of ridicule.
To the offender:
Obviously I didn't know you very well. You're locked out of the important, REAL parts of my journal, because you don't deserve to know me anymore. Maybe I'm wrong, and you just spoke stupidly and without caution, but lets be blunt: Those catcalling bear queens you say you hate?
You're one of them.
You apparently enjoyed making light of problems I had in my life and gleefully dissected them for your entertainment. If I'm right, congratulations, you've become as evil as that queen you used to work for. I hope I'm wrong & you just were unfortunate in choosing your words.
Either way, I don't trust you, and until I decide what to do, you're out of my life.
Here's another specific thought: If you wonder WHY I feel so hurt its because I love you very much (yes, on many levels) and I fully hoped our relations would improve. I expected better, and I'm very hurt. Moreover I'm hurt because I thought we both were starting to renew our faith in each other.
In Jack's words:
"Think about the future."
Peace to you either way.