Oh No, Sweetheart

This time it doesn't mean you're a coward. It simply means you're a really lousy friend to me. It means that instead of seeing the big picture and remembering that I'm going through a withdrawal of emotional and cerebral support I've had for the past 7 years, and that my reactions are exaggerated and lopsided because of it, and that, sorry to bring it up again, in the past you've "dumped" me twice and said all sorts of compassionate and understanding things like "you're a bitch" and "I'm sending back all your shit because I want to forget all about you're pathetic existence" - and then of course apologizing for it - you chose to turn your back on me - again - leave me in the dark - again - and give me one more reason to cry my eyes out and get all nice and suicidal last night. But you know what? You go ahead and do the mature thing. Like slandering me on your blog and not even giving me a chance to comment, like you did on mine. So here goes, babe: hate me all you like. It'll be good for you, it'll give you strength for the tough times ahead. Heart, kidneys, I highly recommend brain, give it a try, it's a hoot. It might even give you the strength to deal with the next time someone you used to love kills themselves. Ooops, oh no, that was really bad of me, wasn't it? Good. You have an even better claim against me now.

You never really loved me, did you? You were just looking for someone to blame for your woes. Did I do a good job?