soupir

This has been the longest ass weekend ever. Upon arriving to the beach house, catty claws were raked over my back and my face (figuratively speaking of course) and so called friends turned out to be not so friendly. Genuine people turned out to be genuinely oblivious and ignorant. I'm disappointed, but not really surprised. It is what it is and nothing is good or bad, though thinking makes it so.

I have ceased long ago to be amazed at people's stupidity, their obvliousness, their ignorance and overall depravity, victims of their own emotions. I don't know what else to say, except that I'm disappointed and will be glad to leave very soon. My new life is waiting for me.

But before I go, let me leave you with a few questions to ponder.

Is it okay to leave a friend to fend for her very capable self, even though you know you can help?
Is it alright to walk all over someone who is spineless and has the character of a snail, even momentarily?
is alright to be angry at someone and not say anything, do anything, because in the end it doesn't matter?

I came to this place with baggage, hoping to unload. I left reloaded with a whole set of new baggage. Nothing will be the same.