that being said ... i'm an adult. i'm not without at least some intelligence. i can decide how much risk i'm willing to take. No one has been assigned to protect me from getting hurt. It's my ride.
I know I've been venting about the issues of this week, between Michael and I. I know when i vent and post things on LJ and send weepy text messages, i understand that the person receiving the information will no doubt form an opinion, and that's totally acceptable. Sharing the opinion is also perfectly acceptable - often, i ask for it. I love those who will actually listen, and discuss. i hope to do the same for others.
But telling me what i have to do? not okay. Talking to me like i'm stupid? not okay. Forgetting that i did spend two years with the subject of your vitriol, and that i may know him just a *bit* better than you? not okay.
What is written in my LJ is a small fraction of the whole truth. I have always promised honesty, but i don't feel the need to share every detail, or even the whole picture. There's more to the story. There's such a complicated backstory. There's history here, people.
Right now, i don't feel that i want to cut him out of my life. Communication is open, i am being protective of myself, and we're still close. I didn't learn a whole lot this week that i didn't already suspect, and in a way, it's nice to have it out in the open where it can all be dealt with.
I'm just taking things day-by-day. No one has an agenda. I'll do what makes me happiest, how's that? and if you want to be my friend - respect my choices.
Lastly ... if there's anyone else who knew what was going on, and for whatever reason decided to not tell me, could you just let me know now? that would be great. kthxdie.